Chapter 148
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 148<\/p>\n
\u201cTo where?\u201d<\/p>\n
I ask.<\/p>\n
\u201cShut up and just follow me.\u201d Frances Louis says coldly.<\/p>\n
I want to say I don’t want to go, but finally I don\u2019t say anything.<\/p>\n
I am afraid that if I said no, he would torment me again. I hate him, but I have to obey him, which makes me hate him more.<\/p>\n
I go to my room and pack two sets of clothes. Then Frances Louis drives me to the airport.<\/p>\n
He has bought the plane tickets and I don\u2019t even know where I am going, so I have to follow behind him.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhere the hell are you taking me?\u201d I couldn’t help but ask.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis, who is walking in front of me, suddenly stops and I hit him in the back, my nose hurts a little.<\/p>\n
He turns around and gazes at me for a few seconds, \u201cJane Noyes, do you really want to leave me so desperately?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes! So desperately!\u201d I say firmly.<\/p>\n
Has he changed his mind to let me go?<\/p>\n
He says nothing, turns around and keeps walking.<\/p>\n
When we get to the departure gate, I realize that we are going to Zhangjiajie, Hunan.<\/p>\n
On the plane, Frances Louis doesn\u2019t talk to me. Instead, the woman sitting next to him keeps talking to him.<\/p>\n
There are three kinds of people in first class, except for me.<\/p>\n
One is the rich, one is the show-off, and the other is the gold-digger.<\/p>\n
The woman who accosts Frances Louis is the third kind.<\/p>\n
That woman looks at Frances Louis with hatred, her chest heaving with anger.<\/p>\n
After the plane lands, she wiggles her ass and quickly gets off the plane.<\/p>\n
I thought that Frances Louis was taking me to some party, so all I had are my gowns.<\/p>\n
Instead, Frances Louis takes me to the Tianmen mountain of Zhangjiajie and buys the tickets for the glass plank road.<\/p>\n
I couldn’t feel my legs as I stand on the edge of the glass walkway.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing, Frances Louis?\u201d my legs couldn’t stop shaking, even my voice is also trembling.<\/p>\n
I’m afraid of heights, I’ve been afraid of heights since I was a kid, and I get scared when I stand higher than ten meters tall. But now, it’s hundreds of meters above the ground, and I am standing on a glass walkway.<\/p>\n
Is Frances Louis trying to push me off to kill me?<\/p>\n
\u201cJane Noyes, if you can walk across the glass walkway from here in five minutes, I’ll let you go.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-172","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/172","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=172"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}