In My Desperate Time

I really can't listen to this. I cover my ears but Whitney's screaming still faintly reaches my ears.

Frances also notices that I'm uncomfortable. He whispers to me, "If you're uncomfortable, let's go."

I am indeed not feeling very well. As a woman, I cannot face such a scene calmly.

I nod and walk out with Frances.

As soon as we reach the entrance of the building, we run into Lawrence, who is rushing over angrily.

"Where's Whitney? Where's Whitney?"

He walks over and pulls Frances’ collar.

Frances chuckles. He removes Lawrence's hand and says, "You dare ask me. Why don't you go in and take a look? Perhaps you will help her suffer less."

Lawrence is shocked and hurriedly rushes inside.

It seems that this terrible nightmare should be over.

However, for Whitney, it was unforgettable.

For some things, there's no difference between one minute and one hour.

and

holds me

room, we hear a series

clothes are tattered into pieces that they couldn't cover her beautiful body. Lawrence's coat wraps her shoulders, but it can't

like a broken porcelain

a pool

should that those men are too rude, so that she

gone mad as he desperately beats those

are badly beaten and don't even have the strength to

he wants to vent all his anger on

beat them

I ask Frances worriedly.

the law. If someone dies again, I'm afraid that

I don't

might be

I can't stand by and watch

take Whitney to the hospital first. I feel that she is in

stops and turns to look

he runs

"Whitney, are you alright?"

doesn't seem to hear what he