In My Desperate Time

"I'm sorry. Miss Whitney won't see anyone. If you try to barge in, we will stop you."

One of them says to me.

His tone speaks of death.

I'm scared.

But for Frances, I must buckle up.

I force a smile and say to him, "Please inform her Jane is here. I'm begging for her forgiveness. She will come out to see me."

But actually, I'm not sure she would.

Whitney has been hiding here for so long, so she is probably going to stay inside.

However, I am willing to bet her pride will tempt her to see me bow.

Sadly, the guard wouldn't even do that. He shakes his head and says, "Mr. Jordan says no one can see her. If you don't leave, we will use force."

As he speaks, he touches the gun at his waist.

Although I've been practicing shooting recently, I'm still afraid of guns.

The bullet has no eyes. I might die if I am not careful.

I look up and find the villa isn't that big. If I shout, Whitney should hear me.

After pondering for a while, I take two steps back and yell, "Whitney, I want to see you!"

There is no response.

sure she

my throat

see you. As long as you

I add.

long time passes, yet no one

up

behind the window

at me quietly through

they look even stronger than the ones around me. It is highly likely that they can also fight

please let me

quickly shout

stands there for two seconds before disappearing

least I know

and decide to go all out for it. So, I kneel on

utmost sincerity

how serious I am, she

I kneel there for an entire

a car drives into the

in a suit, gets off the

over and gives me

looks like he

you here to plead

look at him, bit my lip, and

think it's too late

me coldly