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.

go in and take a

me and

reach the room, we hear a series of wailing

couldn't cover her beautiful body. Lawrence's coat wraps her shoulders, but it can't

like a broken porcelain doll, tears

is a pool

It should that those men are too rude, so that

have gone mad as he desperately beats

the

as he fought, as if he wants to

he beat them

I ask Frances worriedly.

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

I don't

might be

stand by

I say to Lawrence, "You should take Whitney to the

stops and turns to look

runs

"Whitney, are you alright?"

to hear what he says and sits