In My Desperate Time

Turning around, I see my dress burning.

It burns very quickly because it's made of silk.

Without any hesitation, I quickly take off the dress and jump to the side.

Frances and old Mr. Louis notice the sound and rush over. They see me standing there with a panicked expression.

I am wearing leggings inside, but I still feel a little embarrassed when old Mr. Louis comes over.

But right now, I'm not in the position to care about that.

If it weren't for my quick reaction, I probably would have died because of the fire.

The dress burns out quickly, and the entire room is filled with a pungent smell.

"What's going on? Are you alright, Jane?"

Frances walks over and looks at me anxiously.

I shake my head, but my gaze is locked onto Hilda.

know how it happens, but it happens the moment I turn

pick up the

I don't know how it touches

didn't see anything. You should ask Hilda about

none of my business. I only noticed it when it began to burn.

"How could an ankle-length dress got caught by the gas range? Come up with a better excuse. Otherwise,

one would have done this except

can even do such a terrible thing. I can't imagine what will happen if she continues to live

you believe me?" While crying, Hilda runs to Frances and grabs

his lips tightly without saying anything. He may be

eyes filled with

terrible thing? Jane, even if you want to set me up, this

I set her up?

that I risk my life to frame

feel it more and more

how dangerous

on my back

looks at the flames that are still leaping. She firmly says, "Since none of you

lifts up her skirt and places it on the