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.

the cause of

become like this if he didn't ruin the

more

other way, I can only keep hating

Being weak can only let yourself and those around you get hurt.

present me thinks that there's no harm in being

was brave enough, perhaps my

My heart hurts again.

breath, forcing myself

can protect you.” Frances' soft voice comes from the top of my

just think

He will protect me?

doomed says they he'll protect

be the most funny thing I have ever

smile and softly

about it anymore. Give me a precise

stay by

when she just ran away when there's an earthquake without thinking of the kid...

week, I'll let the

One week?

it so

can only nod with

do everything

one week, then it should already be the shortest

down to the kitchen to

breakfast is

Who cooked it?

tell me that Betty is

stomach can't help twitching at the

it, I'll just cook

while walking to