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 ruin the

more painful than

no other way, I can only

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

thinks that there's

I was brave enough, perhaps my

My heart hurts again.

take a deep breath, forcing myself not to

now. I can protect you.” Frances' soft

just think

He will protect me?

makes me doomed says they he'll protect

the most funny thing

smile and softly

it anymore. Give

that kid stay by

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

me one week, I'll let the

One week?

is it so

nod with a

do everything efficiently.

then it should already be

go down to the

breakfast is already on

Who cooked it?

tell me that Betty is

stomach can't help twitching at

just

pout while walking to