In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 392

Behind me, Mom whispers to Frances.

"What's wrong? Did you quarrel?"

I turn around and glare at Frances, my eyes speaking of death, deterring him from blabbering.

He looks at me dotingly and smiles at Mom, replying, "She warned me I should say no."

Damn it!

Why did he say that?

Mom rolls her eyes at me and pulls Frances' hand. "That's her. You must be more tolerant of her. Don't lower your opinion of her because of her flaws."

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I feel embarrassed when she says that.

I don't understand why Mom has such a good impression of him on their first encounter.

Am I looking at the so-called bias from a woman toward her son-in-law?

Frances shakes his head and says something moving, his voice deep and melodious.

"I love her for who she is. I even love all her flaws."

For a moment, I really want to throw myself at Frances.

If it had been said by someone else, I would definitely get goosebumps all over myself.

However, when Frances said that, it sounded particularly touching.

Fortunately, I finally find an excuse to restrain my impulse.

He must be trying to gain Mom's favor.

After all, Mom and Dad know how he used to hurt me.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have left for Prague, far away from home.

Mom has prepared a sumptuous dinner to welcome us. She somehow knows what Frances fancies and cooked his favorite food.

Moreover, she keeps helping Frances with the dishes, making Dad jealous.