In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 192

"What are you looking at? Go to sleep."

Frances says in a deep voice.

He doesn’t seem angry, so I don’t think he had looked into my phone. Otherwise, it will be impossible for him to act cool now, judging from his temper.

I don’t think he had touched my phone. Maybe I remember it wrong.

It is probably because of the guilty conscience, I wake up early in the morning.

Frances is still sleeping, and I didn’t wake him up. Instead, I go straight back to my room.

Noah’s text message from yesterday says that he is arriving in France this morning and asks me to pick him up at the airport.

I casually change my clothes, don’t even put on makeup and go out.

I run into Whitney who is just back in a hurry as soon as I arrive at the door.

What a shock!

That is so close! Wouldn’t I be caught by her if I had stayed in bed just now?

"Do you have time? I want to talk to you." She sees me as well and looks at me indifferently.

I check the time. Noah is going to arrive at ten o'clock, so I should have some time left.

For no reason, I feel a little nervous about what she wants to talk about.

But I know very well that sometimes escaping is meaningless.

"Yes, but not much." After thinking about it, I say in a low voice.

Whitney takes me to the restaurant for breakfast. But I know that having breakfast isn’t her purpose.

"When will you leave Frances?"

She looks at me and says straightforwardly.

When she breaks the secret all of a sudden, I am really at a loss.

It seems like I guess it right. She already finds out about it a long time ago. But when?

"Since you knew the relationship between us, why did you ask me to help you pay attention to the women around him? You think messing around with me was fun?" I say in a deep voice.

"No, I had no idea before. I wasn’t suspicious until I ran into you at the villa that day. Asking for your help later was to lower your guard."

I have to admit that Whitney really is a meticulous person. But the more prudent she is, the more terrified I am.

"The things between me and him is not as simple as you think. I never intended to hurt you. But things have got out of control at this point. I have thought about leaving him, but I tried many times and failed. "

I tell her the truth.

I feel really guilty towards Whitney. She loves Frances so much that she will do anything for him. But I step in between them. I despise myself.

But sometimes, it's hard to resist the instinct.

Now that I fall in love with Frances, things become more complicated.

"Don’t you tell me that you are in love with him." Whitney’s words hit me hard.

I don’t know if she sees through me. Or maybe she is testing me. But no matter what, I can’t admit it.

"No way. I don't love Frances at all. I will never fall in love with him."

Whitney suddenly peeks behind me. She then says sarcastically. "Makes sense. A woman like you only cares about money. The reason you refused to leave him is just because you haven’t got what you want yet."

Perhaps it is a good thing for Whitney to think of me this way.

I nod and smile triumphantly. "Sure, if it's not for the money and the extravagant lifestyle, who would stay with him?"

"This is none of your business, Whitney!

Frances’ voice suddenly comes from behind.