Chapter 58
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 58<\/p>\n
Frances Louis seems to be interrogating a prisoner.<\/p>\n
I just come home late, but why does he stare at me every day like a strict parent?<\/p>\n
\u201cIt is raining and I couldn’t get a taxi, so I come back late.\u201d<\/p>\n
I say dully.<\/p>\n
My face still hurts. I want to go upstairs and take a shower and then apply the medicine. I haven’t looked my face in the mirror, so I don’t know how swollen my face is.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou got off work at five thirty and it was not raining then.\u201d Frances Louis chuckles, but with an air of danger.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s terrible that this man knows my schedule so well.<\/p>\n
I can’t say I went to Steven Song’s house, so I lie, \u201cI went shopping.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat did you buy?\u201d He looks at my empty hand and stretches out his right hand to me.<\/p>\n
Does he want to push me to death?<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t go shopping. How could I give him the stuff I bought?<\/p>\n
I roll my eyes to Frances Louis and say coldly, \u201cI don\u2019t have money. I can\u2019t afford them.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances Louis frowns. He grabs a black card from his coat and throws it to me.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can buy anything you like.\u201d<\/p>\n
His movements are perfectly handsome. It is true that the most handsome moment of men is when they swipe their credit cards.<\/p>\n
Not everyone can have a black card. Frances Louis’s black card can at least overdraw a few million.<\/p>\n
If only I could pay him back with this card.<\/p>\n
I roll my eyes, and the next second, Frances Louis says quietly, \u201cdon’t have any evil ideas. You are my Frances Louis’s woman and can\u2019t be too shabby.\u201d<\/p>\n
Oh, he is afraid that I would shame him.<\/p>\n
I know he wouldn’t take the card even if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don’t want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I want to be kind to myself in the future.<\/p>\n
\u201cThank you, boss.\u201d I lift my face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a lover should be.<\/p>\n
Now I finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody as Frances Louis.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened with your face?\u201d Frances Louis frowns and gently touches my face.<\/p>\n
\u201cAhh\u2026\u201d I inhale and push his hand away.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened?\u201d His face becomes sullen again.<\/p>\n
\u201cI accidentally burned myself when I drunk coffee.\u201d<\/p>\n
I don\u2019t want Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up a lie.<\/p>\n
But apparently such a clumsy lie could not deceive Frances Louis.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou can burn yourself like this? Jane Noyes, are you being naive, or do you think I’m stupid?\u201d<\/p>\n
But I don\u2019t want to tell him.<\/p>\n
\u201cBelieve it or not.\u201d<\/p>\n
Then I go upstairs. Fortunately, Frances Louis doesn\u2019t follow me. After washing, I put some medicine on my face and go to sleep.<\/p>\n
My face still feels very painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I fallen asleep than there was a knock at the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho\u2019s there!\u201d I shout at the door, \u201cIt\u2019s late at night! You want to die?!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFrances Louis,\u201d a clear and brief voice comes.<\/p>\n
I wake up by the shock. I climb up from the bed and open the door.<\/p>\n
I am sleepy and dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances Louis’s house and there are only two persons, me and him.<\/p>\n
\u201cVery good.\u201d I exclaim, and gulp down the glass without resistance.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll get a one more.\u201d<\/p>\n
He says and go downstairs.<\/p>\n
Two minutes later, he goes back holding another bottle of wine.<\/p>\n
I am an ordinary people and don\u2019t know much about the wine. But what Frances Louis brought up, with such exquisite packaging, is estimated to be hundreds of thousand dollars for each bottle.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis opens the red wine and pours it into a glass, sipping it.<\/p>\n
He doesn\u2019t talk to me. I am bored and keep drinking the fruit wine. One after another, I have drunk more than half of the bottle.<\/p>\n
My head is dizzy.<\/p>\n
But I don\u2019t feel that I would have wine rash.<\/p>\n
There are two Frances Louis in front of me.<\/p>\n
\u201cDidn’t you say I wouldn’t get drunk? Why do I feel dizzy? Have you drugged the wine?\u201d I murmur, unconsciously leaning my whole body against Frances Louis.<\/p>\n
I hear Frances Louis chuckle and he says to me, \u201cdo you think it is necessary for me to drug you? I said one drink won’t get you drunk. Look how many you’ve drunk.\u201d<\/p>\n
He makes me speechless.<\/p>\n
Although I feel drunk, the wine wouldn\u2019t get me rashes, and it tastes so good that I couldn’t help pouring another glass.<\/p>\n
Or, it\u2019s because I feel sad. It is said that drink can drown sorrow. Recently there are so many disturbing things, I do not know whether they can be drowned out.<\/p>\n
My family, Andrew Malan, and the 900,000 dollars I owe Frances Louis make me breathless. But it is the presence of Noah Jefferson that bothers me most.<\/p>\n
He appears in my most vulnerable period, like a ray of sunshine shining into my dark life. I love Noah Jefferson, and even now I can still feel the crush when I see him. But I don\u2019t even have the courage to approach him.<\/p>\n
\u201cFrances Louis, do you know what it is like to love but not own?\u201d I lean on Frances Louis’s shoulder and suddenly ask him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-82","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/82","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=82"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}