In My Desperate Time

Chapter 285 Bitch, Slut

“Of course! ”

I immediately say no without even thinking.

My brain quickly works to think of an excuse.

I don't care if it's crappy or not, I'll just say it first!

“It's because you're moody. If you're irritated because of your work and vent your anger on me... I am innocent.”

Frances smiles without saying anything.

But he's like that because he clearly doesn't believe everything I say.

Damn!

I feel embarrassed and annoyed. I really wish I can just head-butt a wall and die.

In the end, I can only stomp my feet and leave with my blushing face.

Once I get out of the office, I feel much more at ease.

Just now I nearly lacked of oxygen.

I'm finally feeling at ease now.

My heart has never been so messy before.

I know, I was like that because I care.

In this world, the only thing that can't be deceived is your own heart.

I still care about Frances.

If this feeling grows stronger, I'm afraid I won't be able to get myself out after falling for him.

But I actually come back here for my revenge.

I absolutely can't have such feelings for Frances again.

I keep telling that to myself until it's deeply ingrained in my brain.

Frances' driver is waiting at the door.

Of course, the driver already entered the police station for the hit and run case before.

After returning home, I just boil some food randomly to eat because Old Mr. Louis isn't at home. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Right after I take a few bites, the door bell rings.

If it's Frances and Old Mr. Louis, the won't press the doorbell.

Who is it, then?

I walk to the door with some doubts and open it.

Right after I open the door, Whitney throws herself at me like a lunatic.

I want to close the door, but it's too late.

At this moment, I really blame myself for being so careless.

Why did I open the door without even looking who's outside?

Luckily, Whitney isn't holding sulfate or other dangerous things.

Otherwise, I might already be dead now.

“You actually married Frances?! You slut! You said you won’t be with Frances, didn't you? But then you just married him... You bitch, what a slut! Today, I want you dead! ”

With a bang, something seems to have fall on the ground.

I take a glance to the side and see that it's a suitcase. There's even a boarding pass on it.

It seems that Whitney just got off the plane before coming here to kill me.

There's no eternal secret in this world.

She'll eventually knows the news of Frances and I getting married.

Actually, what I fear most is when Whitney knows about it.

Because she's too scary.

She loves Frances so much and she unwillingly divorced from him.

She also hates me very much, how can she put up with me and Frances' marriage?!

Whitney rushes in and presses the off-guard me on the floor.

She’s strangling my neck with both of her hands.

There's less and less air in my lungs while I’m struggling desperately.

Whitney and I keep rolling on the floor.

Whitney's eyes are full of hatred, she looks like she really wants me dead.

Crazy woman has a terrifying strength, and I'm not a match for her.

I feel so dizzy and my body feels so weak too. Some time later, I roll over to the tea table's side.

When a person is in danger, they will always want to hold something.

My hand flutters in the air and suddenly gets a hold of something.

I don't know either what I'm holding.

Without thinking, I just stab Whitney's back with it.