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.

prison. She's so young. She shouldn't live such a miserable life. If you can raise

course, you must take care of her yourself! Don't talk to me as

down

I can't bear the pain of losing you anymore. I've

some reason, her words make me

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

to pay

am reluctant to part with

back to prison?

around and glares

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

and walks

go back. You're

for parole after serving at least half of

case, special treatment. If I say your case is special, then

David says casually.

it, I know it's not

need to go back to

I can keep company with my

too early