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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 520

"What do you mean?" He gets a bit impatient.

"Hilda doesn't need your protection at all! She has already taken over the gang. Now she is in charge. I only shot you because I really believed that she had planted a miniature bomb in Earl's brain. She threatened me. It was also possible that old Mr. Louis didn’t die a normal death, but because of her. Also, Mindy told me that Terence might have been killed by Hilda. You can't be with her. She's really dangerous."

Frances looks at me, his brows furrowing.

No, he doesn’t seem to be looking at me. He is looking behind me.

Is there anything behind me? Isn't it just a glass wall?

"Enough, stop talking," Frances says in a deep voice.

"Don't you believe me? What I said is true. Hilda..."

Suddenly.

His hand lands heavily on my face.

His strength is so great that I can’t keep standing and just fall to the ground.

My palm press down on a small stone and those edges pierce deeply into my palm.

My hands hurt.

My face hurts.

My heart hurts even more.

Did he really just hit me?

I look at him in disbelief, but he says coldly, "Do you think I'll believe you? Do you think I'll be with you if you tell me this? Don't be naive! When I see you, I’ll think of the shot, and I feel sick! From now on, don't you ever appear in front of me again!"

Every single word of him is like a knife, deeply piercing into my heart with breathtaking coldness.

The blood in my heart oozes out from the corner of my mouth and falls to the ground, growing out blooms of despair.

How deeply does he love Hilda that he didn’t believe what I said and hit me so heavily?

It feels so painful.

My heart aches. It’s killing me.

His ruthlessness has made me feel incredibly miserable over and over again.

I think I will be numb after a long time of pain, but I never imagine that every time it hurts even more.

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