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.

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 bright future.

are you talking about? This is your child. Of course, you must take care of her yourself! Don't

down Mindy's

can't bear the pain of losing

reason, her words

almost recovered. I guess I'll have to be

to pay the

to part with my

back to prison? David,

and glares

her and says, "Your highness, your wish

up and

to go

become eligible for parole after serving at least half of my

say

David says casually.

he makes it, I

don't need to go back

I can keep company with my child

it's too