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

this way, he may

he tries his best to endure

but hug him

long time, his body

breathing that I finally feel relaxed and I hug him

wake up, Frances

tilts his head and stares at me with a gentle

get up and anxiously ask him, "Frances, are

sorry to

tightly, he kisses me hard on the

time, he finally let me go. He stares at me and says seriously, "But Jane, nothing could be compared to drug addiction. I don't know how long it will take me to get rid of this drug addiction, but please believe me. For you, for

lock you up by

my decision. Either you send me to rehab or do as

give me a chance to

cannot bear whether I send him to rehab or tie him up and lock him

in comparison, I would rather

least, in this way, he