Chapter 455
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 455<\/p>\n
My heart instantly sinks to the bottom.<\/p>\n
Hilda always has a way to persuade Frances.<\/p>\n
If this continues, sooner or later, Frances will fall into her hands.<\/p>\n
And I will never allow it.<\/p>\n
“Frances.”<\/p>\n
I frown at him and question, “You promised to go with me. What should I do if you weren’t here?”<\/p>\n
“You go first. I’ll be there soon. You’ll meet at ten o’clock, right? Perhaps you haven’t arrived there when Albie finishes the shot. Be good and wait for me.”<\/p>\n
As he speaks, he just ignores me and left with Hilda.<\/p>\n
What should I do?<\/p>\n
Who can understand my helplessness?<\/p>\n
Sometimes, I really can’t get it. Frances is such a smart guy. Can’t he see through Hilda’s tricks?<\/p>\n
Or is it that he is aware of it but just become a part of it?<\/p>\n
The more I think, the more unsettled I am.<\/p>\n
“I think you can tell that Frances cares about Hilda, right? It’s just that they met each other at the wrong time. If Hilda was a single lady, Frances might have married her.”<\/p>\n
The voice of old Mr. Louis sounded.<\/p>\n
And it gives me another strike.<\/p>\n
I turned over and stated, “Old Mr. Louis, I won’t believe you and will never divorce Frances. If Frances likes her, why didn’t he date her since her husband has passed away? He can just use the excuse of taking care of her, right? Then, why did he marry me?”<\/p>\n
Moreover, I can clearly feel Frances\u2019 love.<\/p>\n
You can pretend to like a woman. But love can’t be fake.<\/p>\n
With that, I walk out with Earl.<\/p>\n
When we pass by him, I couldn’t help but glance at his hand.<\/p>\n
Because of his age, his wrinkled skin is dim and dull, but I can still tell that the scald is very serious.<\/p>\n
Does he really hate me? And does he really want me to divorce Frances?<\/p>\n
If that’s the case, why did he risk his life to save me?<\/p>\n
I turn around and gaze at him with deep doubts, only to see him sigh imperceptibly.<\/p>\n
Meeting my gaze, he panics and quickly turns around.<\/p>\n
But his gaze was deeply imprinted in my mind.<\/p>\n
Why does he look sorry?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-479","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/479","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=479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}