Chapter 61
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 61<\/p>\n
He wears a silver-grey suit and looks elegant and distinguished. Even with all the people around, I can recognize him at a glance.<\/p>\n
I am surprised that Frances Louis would pick me up.<\/p>\n
In my opinion, only others can pick up him.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances Louis says simply, and strides his long legs out.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s difficult for me to follow him up with my short legs.<\/p>\n
He bullies my short legs.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy ask me to come here?\u201d I ask as I get into the car.<\/p>\n
I eat a hamburger on the plane. I am still hungry. Now my stomach is growling.<\/p>\n
It would be great if we could go to dinner now.<\/p>\n
\u201cGo to the hotel first.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances Louis says simply. He starts the engine and drives forward.<\/p>\n
Hotel?<\/p>\n
What does he want to do?<\/p>\n
I haven’t recovered from my waist injury, and I’m starving to death. I really don’t have the heart to deal with him.<\/p>\n
\u201cCan I choose not to go?\u201d I look at Frances Louis, trying to look pathetic.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think you have the right to say no?\u201d Frances Louis snorts and looks back at me.<\/p>\n
At the sight of his eyes, I am so frightened that I dare not speak, and follow him to the hotel in resignation.<\/p>\n
If Frances Louis really forces me to do something, I would rather die than comply. Surely according to his noble character, he would not force me.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis books the presidential suite. This is the first time I have seen the presidential suite.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake off your clothes.\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances Louis says in a low voice.<\/p>\n
He really wants to\u2026<\/p>\n
I look at him in horror, a little nervous.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don’t want to do it. I just want to eat.\u201d I look at him and say honestly.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo what?\u201d He raises his eyebrows and looks at me faintly. His mouth turns a little radian, and he presses it down quickly.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis doesn\u2019t like smiling. Basically, all his expressions I saw was cold and emotionless. But I’m pretty sure he was suppressing a laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou tell me to do what?\u201d<\/p>\n
I feel embarrassed to speak it out, so I can only question him.<\/p>\n
He glances at me with a hint of disdain.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think too much, after you change your clothes, follow me to the 18th floor.\u201d<\/p>\n
He says and points at the full dress on the bed.<\/p>\n
It’s a peacock blue dress. I’m not a clothes designer, but I know something about luxury. This dress is exquisitely made, and it is all handmade, which looks pricey.<\/p>\n
Why does Frances Louis suddenly ask me to change into this dress? But anyway, it’s better than have sex!<\/p>\n
I looked at the man sitting on the opposite side of the bed and say, \u201cThen you go out, you stand here, how do I change?\u201d<\/p>\n
Frances Louis doesn\u2019t move. To be exact, he doesn\u2019t even look up.<\/p>\n
Damn him! Does this man have a weird taste for watching women change?<\/p>\n
He doesn\u2019t come out after ten minutes. I couldn’t help wondering if he is in there pooping and he feels embarrassed to say.<\/p>\n
After twenty minutes, Frances Louis comes out.<\/p>\n
He glances at me, and I notice that his face is darker than before.<\/p>\n
He must be constipated! I secretly think in my head.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you think your shoes go well with this dress?\u201d He asks me, raising his eyebrows.<\/p>\n
I look at the black heels on my feet, but there is nothing I could do.<\/p>\n
\u201cI only have this.\u201d<\/p>\n
Without speaking, he comes over and takes off my shoes. Then he takes out a pair of high heels from the closet and bents down to put them on for me.<\/p>\n
From this angle, I can see Frances Louis’s drooping eyebrows. This is the first time I have seen him from a height. I have to say, his features are really exquisite. Especially the eyelashes, black and long.<\/p>\n
No wonder his eyes look so beautiful.<\/p>\n
He gently put the shoes on me and I really felt like I am in a dream.<\/p>\n
It is noble Frances Louis here half on his knees. In a trance, I feel like I am Cinderella.<\/p>\n
But I still have my senses. I know he will never be my prince.<\/p>\n
After putting on my shoes, Frances Louis stands up and doesn\u2019t seem to feel uncomfortable for what he did for me.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go.\u201d Genteelly, Frances Louis extends his arm towards me and beckons me to hold it.<\/p>\n
I look down at the shoes on my feet. It\u2019s a pair of silver shoes. The sequins and the luster of the clothes reflect each other, looking noble and elegant.<\/p>\n
I don’t know what occasion Frances Louis will take me to, and I need to dress so formally. After all, it’s eleven o’clock. I am afraid of losing Frances Louis’s face, and my hands are sweating, so I hold him tightly.<\/p>\n
The elevator arrives the 18th floor, I take a deep breath and walk out.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-85","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/85","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=85"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}