In My Desperate Time

"Of course, it's for revenge. He did that to me. How could I still have feelings for him?" I say firmly, but my resolution is shaken a bit.

"As for this child, you should know Whitney doesn't care about him at all. Though I lost my child, I can't bear to see Whitney treat her child like this."

Mindy sighs and looks at me with a complicated expression for a while before letting me go.

There are no products for children at Frances’ home. When we come back home, I write a shopping list and ask him to buy all the things on it.

"How do you know about these things so well?" Frances looks at the list and says.

His question happens to touch my sore spot.

Back then, my child was about to be born. I've prepared everything for it, but I didn't expect that tragedy to happen. But now, Frances mentions this calmly. Does he even consider how I feel?

No, he doesn't care about my feelings.

"I said before that I wanted the child back. Of course, I need to be prepared," I say casually.

that Whitney discards her child and Frances

asks someone to throw him away. But I really can't understand

and I will treat the child better than Whitney

I really

concern for me is beyond

child back. After all, this is not his own child. He will lose

thinking since I can’t figure it

comes back with things I need in

with water for him. Fortunately, he is adorable

in my arms, I look up and ask Frances, "What is

and seems to

else’s son but uses the family name of Frances. No wonder Frances feels uncomfortable. But he takes the baby back. I really think he has done enough

it doesn't mean that my hatred for him will be less. I will bear his

sleep well in my arms, so I go upstairs and put him in the crib. I stand by the side, stare at his adorable sleeping face, and can't bear