In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 21

What's going on here? I have no idea what the purpose of these people is.

I struggle desperately to get out of the hands of these two men. But apparently in vain, the man's strength is much greater than I expect.

The car stops at a red light, my face is pressed against the window, and suddenly I see a familiar car.

In the driver's seat, it is indeed Frances Louis's handsome profile.

I couldn’t speak, my hands controlled, and I could only think of striking my head against the window to attract Frances Louis' attention.

The distance between the two cars is less than half a meter. I wondered if he could hear me knocking on the window, or recognize my twisted face. But this is my only chance.

Frances Louis turns his head and looks in my direction.

Two men next to me, perhaps sensing my motivation, pull me back.

At that moment, the light turns green, and Frances Louis turns his head back and drives away.

Instantly, my heart is like dead ashes.

I am doomed this time.

The man next to me stares at me more and more disgustingly, and the fat man on my left even reaches over to touch my thigh several times.

I feel so sick, but I don't even have the chance to resist.

“What do you say? Isn’t obvious enough?” says the fat man. He has begun to take off his clothes in a great hurry.

“Hey man, I am a very boring woman. Actually I am frigid, like a dead fish. I’ll definitely disappoint you. If you want, I can get you sex dolls.”

“Yeah?” The driver snorts coldly, “That's not what someone said, ok? He said you're horny, you're a slut, it will be damn great to get in you!”

I frown. Only Andrew Malan would defame me like this.

But will he be so heartless to find someone to do this to me? We were husband and wife before. I don't want to believe it.

“All right, cut the crap. Let me fuck her first,” says the fat man. Then he comes straight at me and begins to tear my clothes.