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.

should be her parents. Don't let her know that her mother is in prison. She's so young.

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

roll down Mindy's

walks over, holds my hand tightly, and whispers, "Jane, I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore. I've been in fear once. I can't take

reason, her words make me feel like

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

to pay

if I am reluctant to part with my

to go back to prison?

turns around and glares

annoyed. He smiles indulgently at her and says, "Your highness, your

stands up and walks towards

have to go

serving at least half of my sentence?" I ask

If I say

David says casually.

it, I know it's not

need to go back to

that mean I can keep company

too early