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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 362

He loves me?

I wonder if I have an illusion. Otherwise, how can I hear Frances say so?

"What are you saying?"

My voice is trembling.

God knows how nervous I am right now, as if I have been waiting for this moment all my life.

"I love you. Jane, I love you."

Frances stares at my eyes and repeats with the utmost seriousness.

I'm quite obsessed with his voice, which is deep and melodious.

My tears flow down in a flash.

I think this is probably the most touching sweet talk in this world.

In an instant, light seems to shine my dark world.

I never expect that Frances will tell me that he loves me....

I never believed that Frances, whom I deeply love, is obsessed with me.

I don't care what he says is true or false. At least in his eyes, I see affection.

Since he says so, it is worthy for me to pounce on him again without any hesitation.

Even if I'll bring destruction on myself, I don't care now.

Frances lowers his head and kisses me affectionately.

I hear my heart beating hard and I'm even more nervous than I was with my first love.

I hug him tightly, at a loss what to do. I only instinctively hug him more tightly.

Frances kisses me passionately for a long time. I'm so joyful that my mind just goes blank. It is filled with his affectionate and moving whispers of love.

"Jane, I love you."

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