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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 189

Read In My Desperate Time - Chapter 189 Don’t Touch Him

Read Chapter 189 Don’t Touch Him with many climactic and unique details. The series In My Desperate Time is one of the top-selling novels by Internet. Chapter content Chapter 189 Don’t Touch Him - The heroine seems to fall into the abyss of despair, heartache, and empty-handed. But unexpectedly, a big event occurred. So what was that event? Read In My Desperate Time Chapter 189 Don’t Touch Him for more details.

I look at him with a sense of guilt and apologize to him with my head lowered.

“Humph! You think your apology can help?” he says coldly.

“That’s all I can do whether you accept it or not. I can’t help you.” I retort back.

His chest is heaving, as if suppressing the anger inside.

After a while, he says with clenched teeth, “Take me to the hospital.”

“It is your arm that is broken, not your legs.”

“Jane!”

He gazes at me with a cold and sharp look. Then I have to help him walk outside.

As soon as we come to the door of the hotel, we run into Whitney who is walking in.

Seeing my hands on Frances’s arms, she immediately rushes over and pushes me away.

“Don’t touch him.”

She stares at me defensively with great disgust in her eyes.

Everyone in the hall is watching us. Though many of them don’t understand our language, anyone with a discerning eye could guess what happened.

For a moment, embarrassment permeates the air.

“I’m injured.” Frances furrows.

Hearing this, Whitney ignores me and entirely focuses on Frances, asking worriedly, “How? Where did you hurt?”

“My arm. I fell and hurt myself accidentally.” he replies lightly.

“How did you fall?” Whitney asks, looking at me confusedly.

Suddenly, the scene of him kissing me just now comes to my mind, which makes me feel nervous. Fortunately, he helps me out.

“Let’s go to the hospital first.”

Whitney drives him to the hospital, and doubtlessly, she wouldn’t let me go with her. So I have to go back to my room alone, with a sense of loss.

I really hope Frances’s arm will be all right, or I’ll be the guilty one, although it’s his rudeness makes me push him.

Lying on the bed, I couldn’t sleep.

It seems that sleep has eluded me every night.

I get up and surf Weibo to kill time, then my phone vibrates twice.

I got two messages.

One is from Noah.

“I miss you so much. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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