In My Desperate Time

"I'm fine. Really, Jane, you don't have to worry about me. I'm just a little tired and want to sleep."

He smiles at me with exhaustion and gently strokes my hair.

Frances has always liked to touch my hair.

His doting and gentle action always makes me involuntarily tempted.

All the worries turn into smoke.

I nod, hold his hand, and watch him close his eyes.

However, I know it's not just that he's tired.

He is pretending to be asleep to make me less worried.

He has always been like this. He only cares about me, but he never wants me to know how uncomfortable he is.

Frances gives me all the love; let my life from now on perfect.

Naturally, I will repay him with better love.

in the VIP ward. The bed is very big so

he

best to endure it, I can still feel his body trembling

but hug him

long time, his body finally becomes

until I hear his steady breathing that I finally feel relaxed and I

I wake up, Frances is already

tilts his head and stares

and anxiously ask him, "Frances,

to have worried

tightly, he kisses me hard

get rid of this drug addiction, but please believe me. For you, for the sake of the children, I will definitely

can I lock you

not discussing this with you. I'm telling you my decision. Either you send me to rehab or

doesn't give

rehab or tie him up

would rather choose the

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