In My Desperate Time

NICU is open twice a week. I am not sure when I will have to go back to prison.

In prison, it would be very difficult to see my daughter.

And I don't want her to know that her mother is a criminal who has been put in jail for trying to shoot her father.

How could she face such a life in the future?

I reach out, eager to touch her face. But she must stay in the incubator.

I can only feel her little face through the glass.

When the visiting hours are over, I reluctantly leave.

After returning to the ward, I stare at Mindy who is sitting opposite and flirting with David for a while and finally make up my mind to make a request.

"Mindy, please be the mother of my child."

It is much harder than I have imagined to say that personally.

"I am the godmother of this kid. She's my daughter too, isn't she?" Mindy was puzzled.

It seems that she still doesn't understand what I mean.

her, "What I'm saying is, you and David should be her parents. Don't let her know that her mother is in prison. She's so young. She shouldn't live such a miserable life. If you can raise her up, she will have a

take care of her yourself! Don't talk to me

roll down Mindy's

whispers, "Jane, I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore. I've been in fear once. I

some reason, her words make me feel like

to her in a deep voice, "I'm almost recovered. I guess I'll have to be

have to

I am reluctant to part with

back to prison? David, haven't you got

and glares at

not annoyed. He smiles indulgently at her and says,

up and walks

to go back. You're

after serving at least half

special treatment. If I say your case

David says casually.

how he makes it, I know it's not

to go back to

company with my child all

too early