In My Desperate Time

What I said successfully stops Whitney.

She turns around and looks at me in panic. Then she nervously squeezes out a few words from her mouth.

“You... What did you say?”

“I know that you are carrying Lawrence’s child. If you insist on taking me to the operating room, I will tell Frances that you didn’t lose the child, and that the child’s father is Lawrence. What do you think Frances will do?”

This is Whitney’s weakness and my only stake.

I don’t have other choices.

Whitney stares at me with a gaze full of resentment. After a long time, she fiercely says to me, “Jane, you are lucky today! As long as you don’t tell anyone about that, I won’t hurt your child. And you should keep your words in mind. If you don’t leave Frances, I will let your child die in your stomach anyway. Or, I will kill both of you. “

What she said makes my flesh creep, and my back is breaking into a cold sweat.

This woman is too terrifying.

in my stomach. I must agree to whatever

Frances. I will

she feel relieved.

I finally let out a sigh of

after finishing all the examinations with lingering fear. And I

he come

“Frances.”

house, Whitney

matter? Why do you call me back in such

Whitney’s enthusiasm, Frances is too

sofa, can’t help chuckling. She waves her hand at me and signals me

regains her composure. She hands a piece of

I didn’t lose my child. It’s

I am stunned.

will Frances do if he knows that it’s not his child?

he knows