In My Desperate Time

Although Whitney is injured and still remains in hospital, she may think of a way to deal with me.

If I don't let Frances protect me, I am not sure whether I can stay safe.

"How are you? Are you still having a fever? Is your fever getting worse?" Frances asks about my condition anxiously.

My restless heart beats faster because of his sudden concern.

Seeing that I don't reply, Frances starts again.

"Why not speak? Are you very uncomfortable? I'll be right back."

His concern seems too good to be true.

Is this really Frances? If so, why does he care so much about me?

But now is not the time to think about it. I put on a bitter smile and say, "I'm fine. My fever is gone. Someone dropped Whitney's child and I picked it up. I'm in the police station. Can you come over?"

"Alright. I'll be right over." Frances answers and hangs up.

her on speaker, so I can

is

is this Ms.

answers in

As the policeman speaks, he glances at us and

not afraid that Whitney will know I am here, I give my name to the

something fall to the floor from the other end of the phone. The following sound is a bit

saw someone leave your child by the roadside. She picked up the child and sent him to the police station. Could

I

Beep.

hangs up the phone, which makes me

cannot deny that she is injured, but how can she abandon her own

feel that she is guilty of it. I can't help but think that she has had her baby thrown away

Anyway, it is her

the

finishes talking with the leader soon,