In My Desperate Time

"Good. You asked for it."

Hilda sneers. She then hits me in the face without hesitation.

Sure, it hurts.

My mind instantly went blank, and I see stars for a moment.

My face is burning hot and painful. I know it swells.

I'm not someone to be trampled upon, but right now, I can only endure it.

Earl is happy after he dodges a bullet. He takes the ball and walks away.

I rub my swollen face and stare angrily at Hilda. She is eating gently.

"How is it? Do you hate me?" Hilda glances at me and says indifferently.

Of course I hate her.

I want her to die a miserable death.

But right now, I can only shake my head. I deny softly, "Not that much."

Hilda smiles and doesn't say anything else. She continues to eat.

Very quickly, Frances comes down from upstairs. His gaze sweeps across my face. He then asks Hilda softly, "Are you all through?"

"Yes."

up and her

looks pretty.

ring, I recall the scene of Frances proposing to me in

romance had become

understand

naturally understands as

stretches out his hand towards

back now? This is the proposal ring!"

be on your hand." Frances speaks in an indifferent tone. It breaks

I know.

I shoot at Frances, I know

to tear myself away from

is pain to return it back, I still have to

a deep breath and smile at Frances. Then I prepare

my hand for too long, and it is not

my teeth and pluck the ring down. A piece of skin

excruciating

ignores my cut. He indifferently takes the ring and puts it on

hand and waves it in front of me. She says with satisfaction, "Not bad.

and sees

left, so it's not appropriate for me

packing up my