In My Desperate Time

Perhaps Frances doesn't care about the child at all, but I can't do that.

Every time I think of my child, my heart hurts even more.

I can let go of the cruel things that Frances do to me.

But he can't just hurt my child.

I don't have the guts to imagine Frances as the mastermind behind that car accident... Will I really end his life with my own hands?

Frances frowns.

His gaze looks full of uncertainty.

“What are you talking about? When did I ever tell Hamlin to do such thing? How could I do such thing to our child?! I don't even know that we had a child, why didn't you tell me?”

I just look at Frances like that. I don't even know whether the grieve in his face is real or not.

I can't see through him and guess his thoughts.

Back then, he always hid something from me when I thought he didn't fool me.

choose not to

and say, “Sorry, I won't believe anything you say, not

after he say that he's not the one who

so long, but not

me, like he wants to say something but it just ends up with a sigh. He then makes a call

glance at his phone screen, and Hamlin

He's calling Hamlin.

call connects quickly, but Hamlin hangs up after

Frances calls him again, he already turns his

to do with me! I will also investigate thoroughly since you said that Hamlin did it. I won't let

look gloomy when

want to look at his expression any longer, I don't want to hear

make Hamlin as the scapegoat and clear his

it's meaningless. No matter what, you're related to my child's death and even if you

fall down

the reason why I haven't

if I kill him, my child won't live

Frances is to make him miserable