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.

I'm sure

my throat hurts from

a chance to see you. As long as

I add.

long time passes, yet no

I give up just

figure appears behind the window

at me quietly

her, and they look even stronger than the ones around me. It is highly

let me talk

quickly shout

only stands there for two seconds before disappearing from

I know she's

a moment and decide to go all out

utmost

Whitney sees how serious I am, she might be

to my surprise, I kneel there for

a car drives

gets off the

walks over and gives

he

you here to

him, bit

too late to come

at me coldly and