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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 178

I follow Frances upstairs, and was about to head into the room to further beg for mercy. Unexpectedly, he slams the door shut, which almost knocks my nose.

Originally, if all else fails, my plan was to sleep with Frances and make him happy.

Now I didn’t even have the chance to do that.

I go back to my room and lie on the bed, but I can’t fall sleep.

Noah is innocent, how could he suffer Frances's wrath for no reason?

Suddenly, there was the sound of running water from the bathroom.

Only then do I remember that our rooms are connected.

Courageously, I tiptoe to the bathroom and open the door, revealing Frances's sturdy, wet, naked body right before me.

Even though I have seen it many times, I still feel quite nervous.

I blush and walk slowly towards him.

He frowns and looks at me, and says solemnly, "What are you doing in here?"

Judging from his expression, he seems a little unhappy. He’s probably still mad at me.

I swallow, and put on a charming smile at him.

"I came in to shower you."

With that said, I walk up to him, my trembling hands gently brush against his strong chest.

I could feel Frances's body shake. His breathing also becomes a little unstable.

"Get out."

He says to me in a hoarse voice.

I know that Frances was getting turned on, so how could I leave at an opportunity like this? Naturally, I have to take advantage of the moment and carry on.

My hand moves on down, from his hot chest, to the bulging abdominal muscles on his belly, and then even further down.

His breathing becomes even more and more rapid.

My hand wrap around his neck, and I bat my eyes at him, "Frances, can you let Noah go?"

His body freezes stiff in a split second.

Frances raises his head, staring at me with his sharp eyes.

He says coldly, "Get out!"

There is a coldness in the air about him, and he has completely lost the heat of the moment.

"Frances." Unwillingly to admit defeat, I climb up again, but he pushes me away.

How embarrassing.

I lie on the ground disheveled, looking up at the man who exuded a coldness around him.

"Jane, do you really love him that much? Since when did you ever beg me, and are even willing to give up your body to save your lover?! If you like him so much, when you are having sex with me, won’t you feel sorry for him?!"

"Frances, you’re the person I like!"

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