In My Desperate Time

The police needs evidence for everything. I keep on talking. “She pressed me on the ground. I was not as strong as her. I felt like I was about to be strangled to death. In a hurry, I grabbed something and stabbed her in the back. I did that for self-defense. I didn’t know what I was grabbing. When I found out that Ms. Jordan was injured, I immediately called an ambulance. Whitney probably called you guys when I was distracted. And then you came."

After the explanation, the police officers start organizing the information. They look at Frances nervously, reckoning his thoughts.

"Okay, you may leave. Don’t bother us until there is evidence."

Frances waves to the police impatiently.

The two officers glance at each other, then they nod and left.

Lawrence stands at the door of the operating room, waiting anxiously.

Frances walks over, reaches out to me while frowning.

I don't know what he is going to do, so I can only stare at him nervously.

Until his hand gently lands on my neck.

"Does it hurt?"

Instead, I feel my heart beating fast. Even my brain

nervously and tell

did you open the door for Whitney? Wouldn’t you

makes me feel

you blaming me

Jane Noyes!" Frances interrupts me, and his eyes look fierce

the one who is upset!

don’t want to talk to Frances anymore. I walk to the window and keep inhaling

lasts for four hours, and Whitney is being

success. But there is still a 48-hour susceptible

Frances, as long as he wants to enter, nobody

enter. He doesn't even look

is his ex-wife. How could he be so

don't like Whitney, wouldn’t Frances

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