In My Desperate Time

I panic and take a couple of steps back.

“Jane, why didn’t you turn on the phone? Do you know how worried I was trying to look for you over these days?”

Frances walks over and says sternly.

I look up at him and only to realize that he is more haggard now after not seeing him for these few days. His dark eye bags are showing and his face is covered with stubble after not shaving for several days.

“I was very busy and you should know that,” I say calmly and walk past him.

Frances strides over and says behind me, “From how you look, you must have not been sleeping well for days. Why don’t you hire a private nurse?”

Private nurse?

After paying for the hospital bills and my father’s funeral costs, I only have several hundred remaining in my account. How do I have the money to hire a private nurse?

word. There is a huge chasm between Frances’ world of wealth and the poverty of

he sees that I am ignoring him. He grabs me and pushes me to the wall and says sternly, “At least tell me what is wrong. You should tell me even if something happened to

was really

worried about me. But I quickly suppress this feeling. Perhaps I am in a daze due to my lack of sleep for so many

know that I intend to leave after purchasing the air tickets. Otherwise, he will be squeezing the life out

we’ll talk after I settle my

can go and settle the procedures. After returning to the patient's

of a way to get Frank out. Now without your father, I really don’t know how

her eyes is real. This time my heart truly relents. I already lost my father and I don’t

France

I have some

Frances will never