In My Desperate Time

I gasp and look over at Frances.

But I quickly turn my gaze in case it would arouse Whitney’s suspicion.

The car has a divider between the front and back seats, and Whitney can only see the top half of our bodies from the rear-view mirror, not knowing what is happening below.

Maybe this is why Frances dare to have his unbridled hands on me.

There is no sign on his face that tells he has a headache! I even have to doubt that he uses it as an excuse to sit next to me.

“Are you mad? Your wife is sitting in front of us!”

I lower my head and whisper to him.

He snorts slightly, disapprovingly, “So what, my mistress is sitting beside me. How can I restrict myself from doing noting with such a beauty right next to my hand? You know I’m not that kind of gentlemen.”

As he is saying, his hands are eagerly touching around my waist. Although I wear thick clothes, the titillating movement of his hands really makes me hot.

“Frances, I’ll be dead if Whitney knows our affair.”

I whisper with a begging voice.

do I want to hurt Whitney, and I can’t afford

think I would

afraid of her.” I twitch my mouth and move

sneers and sits there without saying

indifferent face suddenly reminds

done anything to Noah yet, it doesn’t mean he won’t harm Noah. He certainly won’t let Noah go easily. I must know

irritate him. Thinking for a while, I say, “Thank you, Frances,

sneers, “Don’t celebrate too early. It’s just the

hasn’t

What does it mean?

to open my mouth for more information when Whitney says, “Here

us is a western restaurant with good layout. When

which I totally can’t understand

nods to Whitney’s words and

take a look and gives back to

it. I

this, I feel a stern look from Frances coming towards me, but I find he isn’t

Is it my illusion?

food is serviced soon. Donny orders me a foie gras and an authentic

It tastes good!