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!

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

fluffy. And Frances pulls me back to the

of relief and put the hand

go.” Frances squeezes out the words from between his

look at him and realize that what I just grabbed is

he will definitely cut off my

me

beating violently and

it seems different from

my hand and gently put it on

he closes his

that I don’t dare to move. I just stare at him

doesn’t open his eyes again and his breathing becomes stable. I check my phone from time to time, being

just lying on the bed, but the sweat already soaks

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

been an

look at him in shock and

“It’s exactly an hour.”

is so accurate. I can’t help but to suspect that he hasn’t slept at all and was just

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