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.

happens, but it happens the moment I

up the pot. My dress is

how it

I didn't see anything. You should ask Hilda about this," I said

me and says, "It's none of my business. I only noticed it

caught by the gas range? Come up

have done this

can't imagine what will happen if she continues to live here. I won't

didn't do that. Frances, do you believe me?" While crying, Hilda runs to Frances

his lips tightly without saying anything. He may be thinking

fists, her eyes filled with determination as she walks

I do such a terrible thing? Jane, even if you want to set me up, this

I set her up?

I risk my life to

more and more

how dangerous

on my back

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

she speaks, she lifts up her skirt and places