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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 162

Now it goes more natural when she speaks like that.

At least that’s how I see the rich: realistic. How could she really like me when she knew that I am his son’s mistress and I am a divorced woman in an inferior class with complicated family?

But it’s good that way. At least we share the same goal.

Before I make a respond, she has already taken a check out of her purse and handed it to me.

It is five million!

That’s the money that I’ve been dreaming of.

She looks at me with a cold face and says in a deep voice, “Here is five million yuan. I hope you can leave my son. Your relationship is over.”

I do hesitate for a moment in my mind.

I have to admit I’m kind of sad to leave Frances, and his mother, no doubt, is insulting our feelings with money.

Nevertheless, the good thing is that I don’t lose myself in this relationship.

Even if I have feelings for Frances, it would be my own wishful thinking, and now it’s time to cut the love.

And the five million is just the exact amount to relieve me of my immediate needs.

As long as I pay him back, we will be clear from each other.

“Thanks, Mrs Louis. I will leave Frances.” I give her a big smile when I take the check from her.

But my mind is haunted by pathetic feelings.

Perhaps not expecting me to accept her offer so quickly, she is clearly stunned. But immediately, a slight contemptuous look can be revealed on her face.

“Hmm, so you have a relationship with my son only for his money. I told him before he shouldn’t have had relationships with complicated women. Every time I have to clear up the mess for him.”

I don’t say anything, sort of acquiescing to what she said.

Frances comes back and his mother returns to her previous graceful posture again.

My mind can’t focus on the meal at all because the thought that what life I should have after paying back Frances occupies my mind.

“Mom, are you staying at my place tonight?” Frances asks his mother during the meal.

It doesn’t sound like a sincere invitation.

“No. I know you are avoiding Whitney Jordan, and I don’t want to add to your attention as a celebrity. I have a gig overseas tomorrow. The flight is twelve. I’ll take a taxi there myself. You take Jane home now.”

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