Chapter 285
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 285<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course! \u201d<\/p>\n
I immediately say no without even thinking.<\/p>\n
My brain quickly works to think of an excuse.<\/p>\n
I don’t care if it’s crappy or not, I’ll just say it first!<\/p>\n
\u201cIt’s because you’re moody. If you’re irritated because of your work and vent your anger on me… I am innocent.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances smiles without saying anything.<\/p>\n
But he’s like that because he clearly doesn’t believe everything I say.<\/p>\n
Damn!<\/p>\n
I feel embarrassed and annoyed. I really wish I can just head-butt a wall and die.<\/p>\n
In the end, I can only stomp my feet and leave with my blushing face.<\/p>\n
Once I get out of the office, I feel much more at ease.<\/p>\n
Just now I nearly lacked of oxygen.<\/p>\n
I’m finally feeling at ease now.<\/p>\n
My heart has never been so messy before.<\/p>\n
I know, I was like that because I care.<\/p>\n
In this world, the only thing that can’t be deceived is your own heart.<\/p>\n
I still care about Frances.<\/p>\n
If this feeling grows stronger, I’m afraid I won’t be able to get myself out after falling for him.<\/p>\n
But I actually come back here for my revenge.<\/p>\n
I absolutely can’t have such feelings for Frances again.<\/p>\n
I keep telling that to myself until it’s deeply ingrained in my brain.<\/p>\n
Frances’ driver is waiting at the door.<\/p>\n
Of course, the driver already entered the police station for the hit and run case before.<\/p>\n
After returning home, I just boil some food randomly to eat because Old Mr. Louis isn’t at home.<\/p>\n
Right after I take a few bites, the door bell rings.<\/p>\n
If it’s Frances and Old Mr. Louis, the won’t press the doorbell.<\/p>\n
Who is it, then?<\/p>\n
She loves Frances so much and she unwillingly divorced from him.<\/p>\n
She also hates me very much, how can she put up with me and Frances’ marriage?!<\/p>\n
Whitney rushes in and presses the off-guard me on the floor.<\/p>\n
She\u2019s strangling my neck with both of her hands.<\/p>\n
There’s less and less air in my lungs while I\u2019m struggling desperately.<\/p>\n
Whitney and I keep rolling on the floor.<\/p>\n
Whitney’s eyes are full of hatred, she looks like she really wants me dead.<\/p>\n
Crazy woman has a terrifying strength, and I’m not a match for her.<\/p>\n
I feel so dizzy and my body feels so weak too. Some time later, I roll over to the tea table’s side.<\/p>\n
When a person is in danger, they will always want to hold something.<\/p>\n
My hand flutters in the air and suddenly gets a hold of something.<\/p>\n
I don’t know either what I’m holding.<\/p>\n
Without thinking, I just stab Whitney’s back with it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-309","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/309","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=309"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}