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 believe any of

believe anything you say, not even a

I dismiss it from my mind after he say that he's not the one

was stupid for so long,

to say something but it just ends up with a sigh.

his phone screen,

He's calling Hamlin.

connects quickly, but Hamlin hangs

Frances calls him again, he already turns his

you have to believe me... This has nothing to do with me! I

when talking about the

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

make Hamlin as the scapegoat and clear his responsibilities

matter what you do, it's meaningless. No matter what, you're related to my

fall down

that's the reason why I haven't stabbed

kill him, my child won't

way I can retaliate against Frances is to make