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.

I choose not to

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

it from my mind after he say that

so

but it just ends up with a sigh. He then makes

subconsciously glance at his phone screen, and Hamlin is

He's calling Hamlin.

but Hamlin hangs up after two

him again, he already turns

hangs up, holds both sides of my shoulders, and seriously says, “Jane, you have to believe me... This has nothing to do with me! I will also investigate thoroughly since you

gloomy when talking about

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

to make Hamlin

to my child's death and even if you kill Hamlin now, my child won't live

down as

that's the reason why I haven't stabbed

I kill him,

only way I can retaliate against Frances is to make him miserable and make him feel the