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.

of how many times I

you love children, but I am sorry I made you lose the

see him staring

possible

that he ruins me

thinking, Frances

my lips, lingering between

also hugs my body so

feel so painful and my heart hurts

touch makes me

teeth and bite

go because of the pain. I look at his lips and there's fresh

flesh of his lips can

as harsh as the amount of hatred in my

don't want to be afraid to speak

he speaks to me with his stern

and coldly say, “Frances, don't touch me! From your head to your

what's wrong with giving birth to my child? Or are you saying that you just want to have

me

more he's angry, the

and emphasize every word that I say, “Frances, can you not talk about children

why he has the nerve to keep mentioning

child at all, why should I give birth to another one?

every time we talk about children? What in the world

looking at me. He looks