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.

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

way, he

he tries his best to endure it, I can still feel

hug

time, his body

isn't until I hear his steady breathing that I finally feel relaxed and I hug

I wake up, Frances is already

stares at me with

up and anxiously ask him, "Frances,

sorry to

me tightly, he kisses me

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 the sake of the children, I will definitely quit it. From now on, if

I lock you up by yourself? What if

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

give me a chance

to rehab or tie

in comparison, I would rather choose the

in this way, he may