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!

moment, I feel a burst

and he takes off his

to the side and says in a deep voice,

makes the huge crowd

towards Frances, her old surging love for him long

treated by her

know if you can protect her for the rest of your life. I

that

and takes me to say goodbye to Steven before leaving

the car over. Steven comes out of the hotel and

a little embarrassing, but

did you come

entertaining the

have something to discuss with you." He smiles gently, but

out a cigarette and waves it in front of me. "Do you

but

remember Steven

get into the habit