In My Desperate Time

“Why do you want that child so much?”

Frances asks me.

When he is talking about that child, his gaze subconsciously reveals a slight disgust.

I can understand that.

Any man won't be able to bear things like being a cuckold, right?

Moreover, he's the famous Frances from Virginia!

But I don't care whether he's happy or not.

Now, my only concern is my happiness.

I don't want to pay attention to his feelings.

I indifferently say, “Maybe because I hate Whitney, I want to let her feel how it's like to be separated from her own child.”

But at heart, it's more like that child affects me for no reason.

I really can't stand how Whitney treat that child.

But if I say that reason out loud, Frances might think that I'm too nosy.

Frances' gaze becomes gloomier as it lands on me.

“Jane, you have changed.”

He sounds a bit regretful.

How?

He thinks that the originally stupid and pure me is gone, so he feels regretful.

he the cause

I become like this if he didn't

someone is more painful

way, I can

yourself and those around you get hurt. Others are always unreliable, the only way to

thinks that there's no

was brave

My heart hurts again.

deep breath, forcing myself

Frances' soft voice comes

think that

He will protect me?

makes me doomed says

might be the most funny thing I have

softly say, “I only

anymore. Give me a precise answer, how long will it

to let that kid stay by Whitney's side even for a

when she just ran away when there's an earthquake without thinking of the kid... I really can't bear

week, I'll let

One week?

is it so

only nod with

always do everything efficiently.

one week, then it

the answer, I go down to the kitchen

is already on

Who cooked it?

that Betty is

stomach can't help twitching at

I'll just

pout while walking to