In My Desperate Time

At the party, surrounded by a group of annoying women, I feel uncomfortable.

When I come back to the present moment, Jane is already dancing with Lawrence.

Although I know Lawrence loves someone else, I get upset at the sight of such intimacy.

After the party ends, I give her a good punishment and finally feel a little better.

After returning from Santos, I receive an invitation to a show in Paris.

I'm not a fan of such an occasion.

Whitney is a famous designer. She attends galas like this with me every time.

Every minute with her is torture for me.

I've proposed a divorce several times, but Whitney never compromises. Every time it ends up with her threatening to kill herself.

I suddenly regret marrying Whitney back then.

If I hadn't done it with an indifferent attitude, I wouldn't have been stuck when Jane appeared.

If it weren't for Whitney, I would have married Jane and given her everything I have.

I tell Jane that I am going on a business trip for a week, and she says that so is she.

I don't ask any further and go straight to the airport.

In the VIP lounge, I see Whitney wearing sunglasses with a satisfied expression.

Seeing me enter, she takes off them and walks towards me.

The GUCCI haute couture outfit looks stunning on her. The surrounding men all look at her with affections.

I have to say that she is so lovey a creature, to the extent that any man will fall for her.

Even Lawrence, her brother in name, is no exception.

Unfortunately, I'm not among them.

I only have Jane in my heart. She used to be, is now, and will be my only love.

Whitney walks over and intimately holds my arm. Those men around instantly dim their eyes.

I frown and go to my seat. Looking at her smiling on the other side, I ask indifferently, "Whitney, what exactly do I need to do to get a divorce?"

The smile on her face freezes.

"Frances, why do you want to divorce me? What's wrong with me? You don't want to live with me and I let you move out. You don't want to sleep with me and I have never forced you to do so! We've been married for years, but how many times have we appeared together? I've done so much. Why are you so obsessed with that?"

She says to me emotionally, completely ignoring the crowd around her.

She's mentally ill, and I've always known that.

It is precisely because I know I'm part of the reason that I can't harden my heart to force her.

But now, I want to make Jane my wife, so I don't want to go on with the charade anymore.

"Whitney, I don't love you. You know it. A marriage without love can't last long." I say flatly.

"You didn't love me before! Why are you bringing up a divorce now? Are you in love with another woman? Is that Cindy Leigh?" Whitney gives a grimace of rage as she sneers, "Cindy was already disfigured by me. Are you still thinking about her? Let me tell you, Frances, I'll ruin any woman you get close to! I wonder who else is so bold to approach you!"

I know about Cindy.

To be exact, I'm responsible for Cindy's suffering.

At that time, Whitney kept a close eye on me. I was afraid that she would find out about Jane, so I used Cindy as a shield.

Cindy is really innocent, so I give her a large sum and ask her to go abroad.

"Go with your gut. I have no explanation for you. The divorce will go into effect automatically after two years' separation. It doesn't matter if you want to waste your time with me."

I say coldly, get up and walk towards the gate.

"I don't care who you love. In any case, I'm the only one who can be with you openly, right?" Whitney says proudly as she chases after me and grabs onto my arm again.

I frown and get on the plane without answering her.

Because the plane is late, and Whitney changes into formal clothes after getting off the plane, we are running out of time. We hurry straight for the show.

When we get there, I see a familiar figure from afar.

It is Jane. I don't know why she is here.

However, later I realize that this event is sponsored by the Songs. Given how much Jane means to Steven, it isn't surprising that she shows up.

the problem is that Whitney is

If she knows, how

been in such a

change in my expression

are only two empty seats at the main

over with heavy

I take every

flustered

and only watch the show on the stage as

and Steven have been discussing something, and I hear every

they getting closer

of

while she sits

coquettish voice suddenly comes from the

you think

body

has never called me darling. Does she lose her mind today? When Jane is present, Whitney actually calls me

to look at Jane, I hear Steven asking, "Jane, are

fine. I'm going

up and stumbles

over at her and see her

the bathroom, my phone

worry. I won't let your wife

have mixed feelings

she think of herself as

don't tell her that I'm married

scenario is that Whitney will go at her. Jane is so unsophisticated

bathroom

that she must find it hard to accept the

in the mood for the rest

the lead to get up

have always shared a room

with her. The sofa

here will play cards all night, so she

she goes crazy again, talking

the knife from her hand, I get

a wound

not deep,

After that, Whitney leaves.

I send a text message to Jane to ask

Unexpectedly, she replies, "No."

her anger is for

but to make a threat

get no reply

so I just

wound. Sure enough, she knits her brow and goes to a pharmacy for gauze

I don't think she blames

dressing the wound,

"Alright, go now."

hear her

can she

not to hear her and

tired. Go to

not lying. I'm

with Whitney wears me out. I feel

my arms, I sleep

Whitney will be back

fast asleep at the

kissing her when I see her

after I lie down on the

a much better mood and drags me to the

Steven, holding my hand,

I feel that Whitney harbors a lot of hostility towards Jane

seems casual and normal, I can vaguely smell that something is

to me and says, "Darling, let's find another table. Perhaps we shouldn't

say nonchalantly, "You shouldn't go extreme just because others don't agree with you. Perhaps, you two have

no special meaning in it. Whitney stands up and leaves the restaurant. Steven also leaves for something urgent, leaving

do you

What do I want?

beginning to end, I only want to be with her. I never

"Nothing."

I reply.

you tell me

questioning leaves me

to put it in a

attention, so