In My Desperate Time

"First of all, the driver testified that he only heard you hurling abuse. And you said several times that you wanted Ms. Whitney to die. Then the police cars and ambulance came. He saw Ms. Whitney come out covered in blood. So it was determined that you injured Ms. Whitney. I can play the other recording for you now."

As the policeman speaks, he starts the recording.

There is actually just one sentence inside.

"Bitch! You bitch! I want you to die today! I want you to die!"

Next, there is a lot of noise, and then, we hear Whitney's screaming.

This is indeed my voice, but the one who say these words is clearly Whitney.

After she barges in and says these to me, she tries to strangle me.

I don't know what advanced surgery Whitney has had to turn her voice into mine. But I'm not stupid. How can I take the blame?

"I've never said these. It's Whitney! This is forged evidence and I'm framed."

I want to calm myself down. But when I say that, I am still a little panic.

be forged. What evidence can't be forged by

she glances at

so indifferent, as if this has nothing to do

My heart instantly sinks.

He doesn't lack a wife. Even if I go

that I hate him so much last night. He will inevitably bear a grudge

indeed your voice. I've found a technician

technical expertise. If I say it's not me, then it's not me. Do you automatically

makes me anxious and my life full of mess. I'm just an ordinary person. What can

indifference makes me even

man, I have no choice

is not the time to talk about

Frances. Giving in to him won't kill

for a while, my voice softens and I look at Frances, "Frances,

feel that my voice is a

me?" The latter half

I say with some

smiles faintly at me and stares at me with dark