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.

isn't he the cause of

didn't ruin

more painful than loving

there's no other way, I can only

those around you get

thinks that there's no harm in

was brave enough, perhaps my

My heart hurts again.

breath, forcing myself not to think about

I can protect you.” Frances' soft voice comes

think that

He will protect me?

man that makes me doomed says

thing I have ever heard

smile and softly say, “I only trust

right, let's not talk about it anymore. Give me a precise answer,

let that kid stay by Whitney's side even

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

me one week, I'll let the

One week?

is it

can only nod

do everything

then it should already be

go down to the kitchen to

breakfast is

Who cooked it?

me that

help twitching at the

it, I'll just cook some

walking