In My Desperate Time

Chapter 414: That's Your Child

The driver quickly reacts and drives the car to the side.

However, the distance between the two cars is so narrow that the two cars can't dodge but collide.

The front of my car crashes into the back seat of Whitney's car.

It is only when I am so close that I realize that Whitney is hugging Earl in her arms!

Although Whitney should go to the hell, Earl is innocent!

I hurriedly step on the brakes, but apparently, it is too late.

My head hits the steering wheel so hard and my skin is punctured by broken glass.

It hurts.

I feel blood flowing down my head and my consciousness is fading.

I want to look up and see how Whitney is, but I don't have the strength anymore.

My head droop down on the steering wheel and my eyes close limply.

The phone vibrates from the side. I try to prop open my eyelids and read the words clearly.

"Jane, don't do anything stupid. I'll be right over."

He'll be right over?

When?

Frances, do I still have a chance to see you?

My eyes dull, and I fall into boundless darkness.

I'm dead, but if I can drag Whitney to the hell together.

she dies would things

happened to the driver and

about before I go

sleep. Wake

sounds familiar. It is like a beam of light

Who is he?

Yeah! Frances!

My love, Frances!

to open my eyes, but I really don't have any

could only hear him calling my name over and over

the sound of medical staff talking. The environment is more and more noisy, and then turns

doctor asking the anesthesiologist to give me an

I lose

I wake up again, I

my eyes

see him for a while. He seems to be haggard. His dark circles under the eyes are as deep as a giant panda's, and

"Frances..."

soon as I open my mouth, I find

"Jane, you're awake!"

from his chair and

his body couldn't help but

"Yeah. Water."

a cup of hot water

feel my throat is much better. Then

asleep for three days! Do you know how

don't want

so I feel really guilty

some porridge. Go

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