In My Desperate Time

After returning home, I close the door and send a message to Steven in secret.

“You keep on saying that you'll help me look into my parent's accident, but there's no result yet?”

Steven quickly replies my message.

“Let's meet and talk about it. You also have something to tell me too, right?”

After thinking, I did say that I'll tell him why I married Frances before. In the end, I haven't tell him about it until now.

I put my phone on the side after replying a yes to Steven.

There's a knock on the door. It's not from the entrance, but from the bathroom.

Obviously, it must be Frances.

It's just that I'm not used to him knocking the door!

I curl my lips and tell him to enter the room.

Frances opens the bathroom door and enters the room. He goes straight to the bedside and hugs me.

I'm so surprised, my body becomes stiff too.

As long as Frances gets closer to me, I just can't control my body and feelings.

“What are you doing, Frances?!”

I'm struggling to push him away.

many times I

love children, but I am sorry I made you lose the child. Let's have a child to

head and see him

feel ridiculed. Is it even possible to

that child means that he ruins me

I'm thinking, Frances

lips, lingering between my lips

hugs my

feel so painful

touch makes me

my teeth

look at his

his lips

harsh as the amount of hatred in my

be afraid to

are you crazy?!” he speaks to me with his stern

touch me! From your head to your toe, you make

wrong with giving birth to my child? Or are you saying that you just want to

glares at me

the more he's angry, the

emphasize every word that I say, “Frances, can you not talk about children in front of me? You

has the nerve

he doesn't care about that child at all, why

you so emotional every time we talk about children? What

stops and sits while looking at me. He