In My Desperate Time

I thought I had been ready to live with Whitney under the same roof, and at least I could know her movements, so I could better protect myself.

But it turns out that I really underestimate her. She’s far more horrible and scary than I imagine.

The old Mr Louis has been out these days. Whitney chooses herself a guest room to live in. Frances doesn’t come to my room these days, neither does Whitney go to his.

Everything seems to be going well.

If it didn’t happen to me, I would never know that a man’s mistress and his wife could live harmoniously under the same roof.

But it is just a fake harmony, things hasn’t change until this evening.

When we are eating at the table, Whitney suddenly puts a pregnancy test stick on the table, and says to Frances shyly, “Frances, I’ve been pregnant.”

I take a look over the stick and see there are two clear lines on it. It is a sign of pregnancy.

How could they get a divorce now that they have a baby now? Even if Frances wants to, the court would not allow it.

Frances just gives a cold glimpse at her and says quietly, “You are not going to tell me that this child is mine, are you?”

course it’s yours. Don’t you remember

words are enough to arouse

that what Whitney said is

and

face beams with

told mom and dad about this, and they’re happy that they finally have a

table touches

destined to be hidden as a secret, would never

tomorrow. Tomorrow,

sadness swells in my heart. But it doesn’t help, I can’t protect my baby and don’t let

go to the hospital after sending a message to

an examination at the hospital, Mindy and I wait outside

about three years old

too? My mom said little baby is very cute. I

innocent smile

more reluctant to give up my baby. Tears roll down my face as I gently touch my

look right, so she takes her little

sighs when seeing me sad like