In My Desperate Time

I say nothing and wait for Sabina to continue.

"I divorced Fernando the day he died. He was uneasy that he didn't notice the big truck coming. The Louises have blamed me. Even when Fernando was buried, old Mr. Louis didn't allow me to attend Fernando's funeral. Even now, I don't know where Fernando is buried. I had Whitney ask Frances, but I couldn't get the answer. So, I hope you can help me find out." I miss Fernando too much. I want to see him and say sorry to him."

Sabina turns around, and her face is covered with tears.

I am surprised at the story.

I don't know that there would be such a bitter story behind Sabina, because she is so indifferent and arrogant.

I know that I shouldn't be soft-hearted because of the story, but I can't help it.

However, it seems impossible for me to help her.

"Since Whitney failed to do it, how could I do it?" I smile bitterly.

I never expected that Frances would tell everything to me. So how would he tell me where Fernando's grave is?

...

down in front of

bear it. I try to help her up in a hurry, but she

is nothing I can't

at us curiously. I am helpless and don't know what

I believe that only you can help me. I can't count on anyone else. You're the only one who can help me. In a few days, it will be the anniversary of Fernando's death. It has been ten years, and I haven't seen him for

are very sincere, and her pleading words are enough to

how much she hated and disdained me in the past. But now, for the sake of the man she loves, she kneels down and

makes a person so humble

and who I used

I can't find a

Mrs. Louis. But I can't guarantee that Frances will tell me. I

call me Mrs. Louis. You are

heaves a sigh

hand affectionately, as if I were