In My Desperate Time

Chapter 92 Suicide

Grandpa’s stare makes me uncomfortable.

I swallow nervously and reply honestly, “Yes, my name is Jane Noyes.”

Has his grandpa met me somewhere before? Or he might have sensed something. Why else would he look at me like that?

Then he goes out.

He sits on the sofa in the living room, still looking into the kitchen from time to time. I feel a little uncomfortable so I close the door.

I always sense something is wrong in the kitchen, but I am too hungry to think twice.

I want to eat dumplings, so I take the flour out of the fridge, and begin to prepare.

As I knead the dough for a while, I feel dizzy and out of breath.

“When Frances comes back, tell him I'm gone.”

Grandpa says outside the door.

“Okay.” I hold the wall and answer with difficulty.

The kitchen smells terrible.

What’s the smell?

was startled by me. He knocked over the pan, water spilled out and put out the

I feel

more and more difficult, and I

strength is running out. I lie on the ground and could

air in my lungs is being squeezed away, and I feel

am

worse I feel, the more

in my thoughts, I believe

hear the sound of a gas leak, it is so obvious why didn't I

why I closed the

I am going to

Louis’s voice

“Jane Noyes.”

answer but my lips

name several times, then everything

Does he leave?

I feel so helpless.

phone vibrates in my purse. It’s not loud. I wonder if Frances Louis can

few seconds later, the door bursts open and Frances Louis rushes

keep my eyes open, but I could feel him picking me up and putting me on the

moment my consciousness collapses

tethered to an IV. Frances Louis is sitting by the

want to thank

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