In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 347

Could it be that he thinks I am promiscuous, and even misunderstands that I have illicit relationships with others?

Deep in my heart, I suddenly become panicked.

"Frances, didn't you say that I should give birth to a child for you? But why..."

I cannot go on, and I am too embarrassed to look at his dick. Instead, I can only turn my head to one side.

I lump in my throat, and my heart has crumpled up into pieces.

Perhaps this is how it feels like when you care about someone so much. Any simple acts he does are enough to wreck and tear me up.

"Silly girl," Frances walks over and looks at me dotingly. "Although our baby is gone, you have suffered so much, and it is no different from a C-section. You are a woman, don't you know that after a C-section, it will take two years to conceive another child?"

As soon as he said so, it suddenly struck me.

It turns out that he still cares very much about me as I have previously thought that he might have despised me.

If he didn't mention it, I will have forgotten about it. I am just too dumb.

"Hmm...I got it," I reply to him with a soft voice, and my heart is feeling warm.

Frances Louis, when do you start to become so caring?

Just when I am about to speak to him, my whole body is penetrated by him again at the next second.

After getting ready with the safety measures, his body is hitting me harder and harder, and every hit arouses me that it takes me to cloud nine.

I don't realize how many times I have reached orgasm under his powerful moves, and when he finally ends, I am so tired that I am unable to open my eyes.

In a daze, I feel like someone is wiping up the lower part of my body. But I am just too tired that I can’t even have the strength to open my eyes.

By the time I wake up, Frances is no longer in bed.

I put on my pajamas and go downstairs to find him.

However, there is no one downstairs.

Where has he gone this early?

I then go upstairs and call him up, and apparently, he is on the phone.

Who is he calling?

I am feeling a little uneasy when I don't see him when I wake up early in the morning.

I guess I am probably drunk in love, and only Frances has the remedy to cure this addiction I am intoxicated.

After I have freshened up myself, I make my breakfast and finish eating it happily.

This name sounds familiar.

I think about it for a while. Wasn't she the one who misunderstood the relationship between Steven and I, and poured coffee on my face?

Steven doesn't like her very much. I am puzzled why he still marries her then?

"Huh? I thought you dislike her?" I frown.

"It’s true that I don't like her. But if I can't be with the one I love, what’s the different if I marry the people I dislike?"

He stares at me and his eyes are full of sadness.

I feel sympathy for him when he looks like this.

I smile back at him awkwardly, and say with a serious tone, "Isn't it nice for us to be in this state as friends?"

"It’s not good." Steven smiles miserably and explains helplessly, "Jane, I have no way to be just friends with you. Only those whom I don't fall in love with can be my friends. But, once I have really love someone, it is impossible to be just friends. To the people I love, once I take a closer look at her, I will seriously want her to be mine. I can neither control myself not to love you nor can I let you be with Frances Louis. Ever since I love you, I have become a very selfish person, and I am afraid that I may even hurt you."

"How can you hurt me? You have always been helping me."

Steven has helped me a lot along the way. Without him, I will not be able to accomplish much of the things so far.

"I will," he bites his puckered lips, and he seems to be hesitant about saying something. Finally, he takes a deep breath and confesses to me, "Actually, I have always known that Whitney is the one who has killed your child, but it was out of selfishness that I have never told you about this."