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.

VIP ward. The bed is very big so that I can lie down and hug him

he may feel

best to endure it, I can still feel

hug him a little

time, his

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

wake up, Frances

tilts his head and stares at me with

up and anxiously

to

me tightly, he kisses me hard on the

I don't know how long it will take me to get rid of this drug addiction, but please believe me. For you, for the sake of the children, I will definitely quit it. From now on, if I become addicted again, tie me up and lock me up in a small room

can I lock you up by yourself?

discussing this with you. I'm telling you my decision. Either you send me

doesn't give

to rehab or tie him up

would rather

this way, he may suffer