In My Desperate Time
Chapter21 I can get you a doll

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's the hurry? You'll enjoy it later."

Another man says obscenely, and the fat man unwilling to withdraw his hand.

I don't know how long the car drove, and finally it stops in a deserted area.

The men take me out of the car, and the fat man pushes me to the ground and pulls the towel out of my mouth.

"You can scream now, but no one will save you even if you cry your throat out."

"Why did you kidnap me?" I ask them.

I peek around, trying to replace a way to escape, while talking with them to buy time.

"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 replace 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.