In My Desperate Time

Chapter 253: Despair

When I woke up, I found myself on my bed.

Steven is sitting next to me. His countenance is severe.

I regain my consciousness and know very well what happened before I fainted. In my sleep, even my breathing was hurting me. Now I feel that I have nothing left to live for.

“The baby was buried,” Steven said slowly after staring at me for a while.

The word stabbed at my heart so hard.

“You’d better get more rest. You were almost bleeding to death. If I hadn't come in time, you would…”

I yelled at him. “You are supposed to be with me when I do the check-up every month, but where are you? And how’d Frances know I got

is the last one to blame for, but I can’t control myself. I think selfishly and stubbornly that maybe it will make me feel better to blame someone. Steven, however, doesn’t have to

in confinement after giving birth. Protect your voice and be in a good

I cried. I am falling

with concern, tears dropping from her eyes.

him. He left after

a few mouthfuls, I

woman in the mirror. She is skinny, her cheeks sunken, eyes are hollow and

live with a heart full of holes at the age of twenty-five. I

Take care of yourself. You know it matters.” Mom passes

softly, “where’s the

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