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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 242

I retract my hand and look at Frances embarrassedly. “Sorry for waking you up.”

I thought he was already asleep. And I didn’t expect that he would be woken up by a touch.

God, will he cut off my hand?

“Give me your hand.”

He says in a deep voice, and I am more scared.

Damn it. Why did I touch him? Now I am done!

I put my hands behind my back and say resolutely, “No!”

Frances’ narrowed eyes make me a little scared, so I can’t help shrinking to the side.

The man gets closer, so I can only shrink back a little more.

“Come here.” Frances says with a grim face. A glance at his face makes me feel hard to breathe.

I shrink back again, but I am already at the edge. I am now falling off the bed.

My child! No!

With my first instinct, I stretch one hand to cover my belly and my other hand to catch something desperately.

Fortunately, I grab something fluffy. And Frances pulls me back to the bed.

I let out a sigh of relief and put the hand off my belly with fear lingering in my heart.

“Let go.” Frances squeezes out the words from between his teeth.

I look at him and realize that what I just grabbed is his hair.

Now he will definitely cut off my hand.

Frances slowly approaches me and grabs my hand.

I can feel my heart beating violently and my palms sweating.

However, it seems different from what I thought.

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