In My Desperate Time

When I meet her gaze, I know it’s over.

Whitney is not stupid. She immediately realizes why I’m here.

She walks to me and aggressively pulls me into a corner. She asks sternly, “You are pregnant?”

She grabs the report of B ultrasound examination in my hand, her eyes blaze with fury.

“Three months. So it was you that got pregnant last time! You said that you just came with that woman for maternity examination. I’m so stupid to be kept in ignorance for so long. You must get rid of the child now!”

Whitney takes out her phone and calls someone, “Are you in the hospital? Go to the operating room to do an abortion. Hurry up.”

I panic and try to wrench my hand free, but I fail.

She is pregnant too, but why is she so strong?

really horrible when

matter what, I can’t let her hurt the baby

for you to abort my child.” I say in

if I panic,

afraid of breaking the law? To me, it’s worse if you give birth to this child. I know

am scared of her rage and I can’t help recalling that she is

down. I have to

and over again

realize that Frances doesn’t know about my pregnancy? I’m planning to leave him. I’ll never tell him about this child.” I say in a low

It seems that she agrees with what I said, and she

grabs my wrist

child, so you plan to tell him after you know its gender. Right? The Louis family will let you keep the child if it’s a boy, and Frances will marry you. Then what can I do? What