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 heard

my throat hurts from the

chance to see you. As long as you can get Lawrence to let Frances off, you can do anything to

I add.

time passes, yet no

I give up just

appears behind the window on the

looks at me quietly

stronger than

please let me talk

quickly shout at

for two seconds before

least I know she's

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

saying goes, with utmost sincerity no difficulty is

serious I am, she might be

my surprise, I kneel there for

a car drives

suit, gets

walks over and gives me

looks like he is in

you here to plead for

look at him, bit my lip,

too

gazes at me coldly and says with a