In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 301

Frances stops and turns around to look at me with a smile.

I don't even know how many deep breaths I take to control my urge of beating him up.

Although the word "husband" is simple, it is very difficult for me to say it out loud.

I try to say it many times, but in the end, I swallow it.

"Huh?" Frances snorts and raises his eyebrows.

Damn! He's threatening me again!

I clench my teeth and close my eyes, whispering, "Husband."

My heart is beating wildly, and I don't even dare to look up at Frances.

"Too low. I can't hear it."

The man shakes his head slightly. He is very dissatisfied with my mosquito-like voice.

Perhaps he doesn't even know his expression is getting on my nerves!

I can endure! I can!

I grit my teeth and shout at him.

"Husband!"

Frances’ lips twitch slightly.

He doesn't say anything and stares at me with deep eyes.

I feel like he's going to see through me.

"I've been loud enough. Is that OK?"

I hurriedly say this, afraid that Frances will change his mind.

"Yes, you did. It's just that you are so unwilling. I'm not happy. So it's better to give you some punishment. You can take advantage of the time to reflect on yourself."

He shows a meaningful smile at me, opens the door and walks out.

"Frances, stop right there. What do you mean? You are such a bastard who doesn't keep your word. You said you would help me. How can you leave like this?"

However, no matter how I shout from behind, Frances ignores me and disappears from my sight.

The police come in very quickly, and their flattering expressions disappear. They became exceptionally serious.

"Ms. Noyes, according to the rules, we will first detain you."

Whitney sneers and leaves the police station with Lawrence.

In the past, Whitney would hide her bad intentions slightly. But now, her thoughts are completely exposed to the public.

Perhaps it is because Frances has forced her so fiercely so that she doesn't care about the consequences at all.

But it's her own business if she hates Frances. Why does she do all this to me?

This is the first time in my life that I go to prison. Looking at the simple and cold room, my heart is filled with sadness.

The policeman who brings me in notices my expression and says to me, "You'd better be satisfied. Other criminals are crowded into one room. You can live here by yourself because someone has told our boss specially."

That means I have to thank Frances for letting me live in such a spacious and quiet cell?

I don't know how I fall asleep that night.

The next morning, a lawyer comes to bail me out.

See? Frances just wants to threaten me!

The lawyer takes me out of the police station and Frances’ car is parked outside.

However, the person sitting in the driver's seat is not Frances.