In My Desperate Time

Noticing my dress is torn apart and slipping, I quickly grab it and squat to cover my private parts.

Whitney is still stepping on the hem of my dress and refuses to let go.

If this continues, sooner or later she will tear my dress off me.

I am standing right in front of the air conditioner, and the cold breeze blows on my back. I get goosebumps all over me.

"Whitney, what exactly are you trying to do?" I frown at her and whisper.

Whitney sneers and ignores the strange gaze of others. She grits her teeth and says to me, "What? Are you afraid? Have you ever thought about how I felt when I was in your place? Jane, I want payback for all I have suffered! And your child will be your regret for the rest of your lives!"

She shows her hatred for me outright and steps harder on my dress.

However, why did she mention my child for no reason?

I feel my clothes falling down out of control.

He watch as the tear grows and boobs are about to be exposed.

No! No!

feel a burst

he takes off

coldly glances to the side and says in a deep voice, "Are

makes the huge crowd

Frances, her old surging

up treated by her beloved man like

the rest of your life. I want to see how long you can keep

saying that

takes me to say goodbye to Steven before leaving

of the hotel for Frances to drive the car over. Steven comes out of the hotel and

with him is still a little embarrassing, but I speak

did you come

be entertaining the guests

to discuss with you." He smiles gently, but

cigarette and waves it in front of me.

head but feel a bit

remember Steven

when did you get