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

this way, he

his best to endure it, I can

but hug him a little

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that I finally feel relaxed and I hug

up, Frances

head and stares

get up and anxiously ask

to have

me tightly, he kisses

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I send him to rehab or tie him up and lock him

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