In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 58

Frances Louis seems to be interrogating a prisoner.

I just come home late, but why does he stare at me every day like a strict parent?

“It is raining and I couldn't get a taxi, so I come back late.”

I say dully.

My face still hurts. I want to go upstairs and take a shower and then apply the medicine. I haven't looked my face in the mirror, so I don't know how swollen my face is.

“You got off work at five thirty and it was not raining then.” Frances Louis chuckles, but with an air of danger.

It’s terrible that this man knows my schedule so well.

I can't say I went to Steven Song's house, so I lie, “I went shopping.”

“What did you buy?” He looks at my empty hand and stretches out his right hand to me.

Does he want to push me to death?

I didn’t go shopping. How could I give him the stuff I bought?

I roll my eyes to Frances Louis and say coldly, “I don’t have money. I can’t afford them.”

Frances Louis frowns. He grabs a black card from his coat and throws it to me.

“You can buy anything you like.”

His movements are perfectly handsome. It is true that the most handsome moment of men is when they swipe their credit cards.

Not everyone can have a black card. Frances Louis's black card can at least overdraw a few million.

If only I could pay him back with this card.

I roll my eyes, and the next second, Frances Louis says quietly, “don't have any evil ideas. You are my Frances Louis's woman and can’t be too shabby.”

Oh, he is afraid that I would shame him.

I know he wouldn't take the card even if I gave it back to him, so I just take it. I don't want to spend his money, but what if I need it in an emergency? I want to be kind to myself in the future.

“Thank you, boss.” I lift my face and smile sweetly at him, as conscious as a lover should be.

Now I finally understand that it is better to please someone as moody as Frances Louis.

“What happened with your face?” Frances Louis frowns and gently touches my face.

“Ahh…” I inhale and push his hand away.

“What happened?” His face becomes sullen again.

“I accidentally burned myself when I drunk coffee.”

I don’t want Frances Louis to know the truth, so I make up a lie.

But apparently such a clumsy lie could not deceive Frances Louis.

“You can burn yourself like this? Jane Noyes, are you being naive, or do you think I'm stupid?”

But I don’t want to tell him.

“Believe it or not.”

Then I go upstairs. Fortunately, Frances Louis doesn’t follow me. After washing, I put some medicine on my face and go to sleep.

My face still feels very painful. I finally fell asleep after a long time. No sooner had I fallen asleep than there was a knock at the door.

“Who’s there!” I shout at the door, “It’s late at night! You want to die?!”

“Frances Louis,” a clear and brief voice comes.

I wake up by the shock. I climb up from the bed and open the door.

I am sleepy and dizzy. I completely forget that this is Frances Louis's house and there are only two persons, me and him.