Chapter 588
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 588<\/p>\n
After saying that, he signs a sexy woman beside him.<\/p>\n
She gets up and leaves the room.<\/p>\n
Probably she goes to get the goods.<\/p>\n
Hilda heaves a sigh of relief before turning to Frances, saying, “Are you alright?”<\/p>\n
Frances smiles at her. Just as he is about to say something, he begins to twitch and falls to the ground, unconscious.<\/p>\n
“Frances!”<\/p>\n
Hilda shouts.<\/p>\n
I almost cry out and race to him.<\/p>\n
Lying on the floor, Frances twists in pain, and I can see agony on his face.<\/p>\n
He keeps rolling his eyes and snot flows out of his nose. He is no longer the person he used to be.<\/p>\n
What should I do?<\/p>\n
He looks so in pain.<\/p>\n
What on earth should I do?<\/p>\n
“Cold … I’m cold…”<\/p>\n
I hear him mumble.<\/p>\n
Hilda hugs him tightly with her face full of panic. She turns to Mike and says, “Come ashore. He’s dying! I’m taking him to the hospital!”<\/p>\n
“What’s the hurry? You haven’t got your stuff yet.”<\/p>\n
Then Hilda stops talking and just hugs Frances tightly, her eyes filled with worry.<\/p>\n
What a nerve!<\/p>\n
Frances has become like this thanks to her.<\/p>\n
I want to hug him, but unfortunately, I can only stand aside.<\/p>\n
Will he be fine? I think nervously.<\/p>\n
Right on cue, Frances begins to howl in pain.<\/p>\n
To be exact, he is roaring.<\/p>\n
I think he’s probably paralyzed by drugs and lost his mind.<\/p>\n
He pushes Hilda away and keeps rolling on the floor.<\/p>\n
Don’t hurt yourself.<\/p>\n
His sufferings wring my heart.<\/p>\n
“Now you can fly to Thailand.”<\/p>\n
After the call, she turns to look at Mike, asking, “Can we dock now?”<\/p>\n
“Of course, but it is too late now.”<\/p>\n
He looks at Frances with a grin, then says to Hilda, “Hey, why not be my woman? Your man is over now.”<\/p>\n
He has no intention to hide his triumph. So that’s what he wants from the start.<\/p>\n
He wants Frances to become like this!<\/p>\n
And he knows that Hilda will choose money over Frances!<\/p>\n
Damn them!<\/p>\n
Mike’s gun on the table comes into my sight. A crazy idea pops into my head.<\/p>\n
Just as I am about to rush over and snatch the gun over, the door is kicked open.<\/p>\n
We are aimed by dozens of guns.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-612","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/612","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=612"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}