In My Desperate Time

Steven Song stuns, then says, “You crazy? You made great efforts to leave Virginia and Frances Louis. Why do you want to go back to the living hell again?”

"If I don't go back, does it mean my baby die for nothing? If one can get away with murder, isn’t it too unfair?"

Thinking of the poor baby, my heart hurts deeply. I hate Frances Louis to death.

Steven frowns and says softly, “Jane, your baby is unborn, so Frances Louis couldn’t be called a murderer. Besides, he can utilize his status to easily clear his name even if he commits a murder.”

I could feel his heartbeat and roll. He was a small life, the most precious life in the world to me. However, Frances Louis ruins all of this. Frances Louis ruins my only hope in the word. How can I stop hating

a life in your eyes? Should I bear Frances Louis getting away with murdering my baby?" Putting hands over my heart, I look at Steven with tears. My passport, my identification credentials and the faked ones

hesitant to say something with his lips opening. After a while, he looks at me, perplexed, and says softly, “Jane, maybe it was not Frances Louis who killed your baby.”

wasn’t Frances Louis? Are you crazy to think him not guilty? It’s his assistant who kidnapped me, and the assistant

serious. I know that he doesn’t want me to go back and have any

hired by Frances Louis. I didn’t believe that before. After witnessing his cruel behaviors to my baby, I have to believe. Father’s life, mother’s broken leg, and my poor baby, aren’t all of this

referring to the proposal of going back again. But how can I give up my idea so