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.

is in prison. She's so young. She shouldn't live such a

care of her yourself! Don't talk to me as if you were saying the last words. I can't take

down

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

her words

deep voice, "I'm almost recovered. I guess I'll have to

have to pay the

am reluctant to part with my daughter, I have no other

need to go back to prison? David, haven't

turns around and glares at

is not annoyed. He smiles indulgently at her and says, "Your highness, your

stands up and

go back. You're

after serving

case, special treatment. If I say your case

David says casually.

it, I know it's

don't need to go

I can keep company with my child all the

it's too early to