Chapter 620
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 620<\/p>\n
It is on the same day that I hear the two pieces of devastating news.<\/p>\n
Dad and Mom get divorced. Dad is depressed and dies in a car accident.<\/p>\n
That year, I am eighteen.<\/p>\n
Grandpa suspends me from school and I begin to take over the Louis Group.<\/p>\n
Afterwards, I study and work at the same time.<\/p>\n
Life is very busy. The burden is so heavy that I could hardly breathe.<\/p>\n
When I finally have the time and go to find Jane, I only get the news that she has already transferred to another school.<\/p>\n
Perhaps, we are not destined to meet.<\/p>\n
The Viagra has been kept in my room for several years until it expired and was accidentally thrown away by the servant.<\/p>\n
I have made great effort to look for it but fail.<\/p>\n
The only thing left is the photos secretly taken.<\/p>\n
Perhaps she gives me that gift just on a whim. After that, she lives her own life and forgets me.<\/p>\n
But what should I do?<\/p>\n
Her look is deeply engraved in my heart and cannot be erased.<\/p>\n
In many tossing and turning nights, she is in my dreams, smiling sweetly at me. She is so beautiful.<\/p>\n
But the reality is always cruel.<\/p>\n
After grandpa retires, the Louis Group suffers a difficult time. To get the company back on track, I must marry the daughter of the Jordan family.<\/p>\n
The first time I met Whitney is at the Civil Affairs Bureau.<\/p>\n
I know this woman has loved me for more than ten years. Her eyes on me are filled with love.<\/p>\n
However, I have no feelings for her.<\/p>\n
If my wife is not Jane, then it doesn’t matter who she is.<\/p>\n
After marrying Whitney, I have never touched her. Lawrence talks to me about this many times, but I evade it.<\/p>\n
I also leave the bar and get into my car.<\/p>\n
However, there is a subtle feeling.<\/p>\n
As if something important will happen in the next second.<\/p>\n
I look out of the window and see a woman running towards me, with disheveled hair.<\/p>\n
Before I could react, the door of my car is opened.<\/p>\n
She gets into the passenger seat and slams the door shut.<\/p>\n
I have never let any woman sit in my car.<\/p>\n
I frown and say to her in a cold voice, “Get out of the car.”<\/p>\n
The woman turned her head and anxiously said to me, “Please … Drive.”<\/p>\n
Seeing her delicate and flushed face, I am instantly stunned.<\/p>\n
Time seems to have returned to ten years ago.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-644","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/644","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=644"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}