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.

but it happens the moment I turn

the gas when I pick up the pot. My dress

don't know how it

didn't see anything. You should ask Hilda

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

it possible?" I snort and snap at Hilda, "How could an ankle-length dress got caught by the gas range? Come up with a better excuse. Otherwise, nobody is going

would have done this

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

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

without saying anything. He may be thinking about

Hilda suddenly clenches her fists, her eyes filled with determination as she

even if you want to set me up, this is over the

I set her up?

I risk my life to frame

more

I know how

on my back until

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

lifts up her skirt and places it on