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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 157

Why is it linked to Frances’ room?

His room and mine are connected. Then wouldn’t he be able to budge in when I’m showering?

Although he had previously budged into my room, at least he shouldn’t be so blatant about it!

“Frances!”

I walk out of the room and shout at the man who is working downstairs.

“What? Miss me?”

The man raises his eyes nonchalantly and smiles tenderly.

Miss you, my ass!

I scurry downstairs and point at our room and say, “Why are our rooms connected? Tell me what do you intend to do?”

“How about you guess who I want to ‘DO’?”

Frances emphasizes the word ‘Do’ which causes even my ears to blush in red.

Each time when I wish to communicate with him, he becomes mischievous and lecherous.

“I don’t care. Seal the door or I won’t be able to shower in peace.” I demanded.

“Relax, this is a private villa. No one else will be able to budge in. If you are still worried, I’ll keep a watch out for you, or, we can shower together.”

Frances smiles at me suggestively. I want so much to bite him viciously.

For him to keep a watch out for me?

Doesn’t he know that he is the person I’m wary of?

There is no point of saying anymore to Frances. I can only go upstairs in anger.

Frances calls out as soon as I turn around.

“Where are you going?”

“Are you blind? Upstairs!” I didn’t even turn back and say impatiently.

“Don’t go up. Let’s go to the market.”

Market?

I turn around in surprise and look towards Frances.

“Didn’t you say that you don’t allow me in the kitchen? Then why are we going to the market? Don’t tell me you’re allowing me to cook?”

My eager anticipation is shattered by Frances’ words.

“Dream on. You can’t but I can!”

He cooks?

Forget about it!

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