In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 48

This is the second floor. People wouldn’t die if they fall down. But I don't know if their arms or feet would be broken.

However, Frances Louis calls the doctor to check on them at any time. Once their bodies can't stand it, I will stop.

Because Frances Louis is here, I can be so arrogant, so securely arrogant.

“Jane Noyes, are you out of your fucking mind? You want to kill me?” Andrew Malan shouts at me, but he is picked up by one of the big men and shuffled off.

Andrew Malan is no more than 177 feet tall, and he is completely unable to fight with a man who is nearly two meters tall. Before he could yell at me, he is picked up and threw out the window.

“Ahhhh!”

All I heard is a whine, and then the sound of something hitting on the ground.

Susan Felton, pale and unable to speak, is thrown out following Andrew Malan.

“Go down and bring them up. Continue.” I say softly. The two men look at each other, then look at Frances Louis, seeing him nodding and then go downstairs.

I am stunned.

I think of myself as the hostess here and forget that the only person they really listen to is Frances Louis.

A good tree is a good shelter.

I don't mind enjoying a shade for the time being.

It would not be my style to feel miserable about being forced to be Frances Louis’s mistress.

I still remember the classic line in TVB: the most important thing is to be happy.

“Happy?” Frances Louis sits next to me, her light eyes sweeping over to me.

“Not bad.” I answer.

Frances Louis is a deep man. His mind is so deep that I cannot guess. After a long time of contacting with him, I figure out his habit and character to hide his feelings and I also learn a little.

Andrew Malan and Susan Felton are quickly brought up and thrown out the window again.

At first, both of them are still screaming and cursing me. After a while, they don’t even have the strength to open their mouths.

After falling five times, I check on them and call a stop.

The doctor checks on him, and Andrew Malan suffers two broken ribs, multiple leg injuries and a broken right arm.

Susan Felton is a little heavier, and a little thicker, and she isn’t badly hurt, but both her legs are broken to varying degrees. She also suffers a moderate neck fracture and now has her head tilted to one side, which looks ridiculous.

“Enough?” Frances Louis raises his eyebrows and looks over at me.

“That's enough. I'm afraid I will kill them.” I say.