In My Desperate Time

Chapter 242: It’s Exactly an Hour

I retract my hand and look at Frances embarrassedly. “Sorry for waking you up.”

I thought he was already asleep. And I didn’t expect that he would be woken up by a touch.

God, will he cut off my hand?

“Give me your hand.”

He says in a deep voice, and I am more scared.

Damn it. Why did I touch him? Now I am done!

I put my hands behind my back and say resolutely, “No!”

Frances’ narrowed eyes make me a little scared, so I can’t help shrinking to the side.

The man gets closer, so I can only shrink back a little more.

“Come here.” Frances says with a grim face. A glance at his face makes me feel hard to breathe.

I shrink back again, but I am already at the edge. I am now falling off the bed.

My child! No!

instinct, I stretch one hand to cover my belly and my other hand to catch something

And Frances pulls me

sigh of relief and put the hand off my belly with fear

out the words from between his

realize that what I just grabbed

he will definitely

slowly approaches me

heart beating violently and

seems different from what I

off my hand. Instead, he grabs my hand and gently

he closes his

don’t dare

breathing becomes stable. I check my phone from time to time, being afraid that I will miss the time

tense. I am just lying on the bed, but the sweat already soaks my

passed. I lick my dry lips. Just as I am about to awaken Frances,

been

at him in

“It’s exactly an hour.”

can’t help but to suspect that he hasn’t slept

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