In My Desperate Time

Chapter 635: You're the Best Gift in My Life 17

I ask her, but she refuses to say anything.

I'm more convinced that she really has a child with another man, but is unwilling to mention it to me.

But who is the man?

We haven't talked to each other for a long time.

Whitney takes the child back in the court.

When I see her desperate expression, my heart aches.

Would she be happier if we had a child of our own?

"Jane, I'm sorry. I know you like kids. It's my fault that I couldn't keep your child. Let's have a child. I want you to be happy," I say seriously.

After a shower, I hug her tightly.

However, she freezes, her face full of resentment.

When I kiss her, she bites my lips.

"Jane, are you crazy?" I say sternly.

Jane is really like a rose. I try to please her. But in the end, I only get hurt.

I'm really annoyed that I can't figure out what she is thinking.

"Frances, leave me alone. Every bit of you is disgusting!" She sneers.

Disgusting?

Does she feel disgusted when I touch her?

Her words ignite my anger.

Why is her so sick of me? For which man she is keep her chastity?

"Disgusting? We had sex for so many times. You're my wife. What's wrong with having a child? Or is it because you just want to have children with another man?"

This is not what I think, but I can't refrain myself from saying those harsh words.

While I regret what I've said, Jane said, her teeth gritted, "Can you stop talking about the child? You are the last person who has the right to blame me for not having children!"

Here we go again.

Whenever I mention kids, she is like that.

What has happened to the last child? Why is her so emotional every time I speak of the child?

Puzzled, I want to figure out what's on her mind. I want to see through her.

I stop and sit to the side, staring at her in half seriousness and half doubt.

I need an answer, very urgently.

"Why are you so emotional every time I mention the child? What's wrong?!"

"Frances, you killed our child! Do you know how much I hate you?! I want you to die!"

She shouts at me, tears rolling down her cheeks.

What does she say?

Our child?

I suddenly have a bold guess.

"Our ... child?" I stare blankly at her, even more puzzled, "You said the child is ours?"

My heart beats faster.

It's no exaggeration that I've never been so nervous in my entire life.

I am waiting for her reply bated breath.

Jane glares at me angrily with a sneer, "Will you stop pretending?! You make me sick!"

that my guess is

child is

have I been

just want

my child. It's our

whisper, my voice

tears are flickering in my

where is our child now? Where is he?" I ask

her

our

murdered by you! You sent Hamlin to Prague to kill him, and

at

ever

the underlining, yet more important message makes

... our child is

of an eye, she breaks such a piece of bad news

thing? How could it

aches more

understand why her collapses at the very word

our child has long been

knew, I would not allow

the child

to know

with a sneer, "Sorry, I don't believe in

a reason why she says decisively that

I need to do now is to ask Hamlin about

in distress. I want to say something, but words fail me. I let out

a short while

call again, but he

going on? Why

at Jane and say seriously, "You have to believe me. It's not me. You say it's Hamlin. I will investigate

to lose her child.

know the

the way Jane looks at me seems

change anything. My child is dead

down her

to ask her what has happened to the

Recalling the tragic past is so

for it. No matter

can do now is to ask

ask him to explain

I

voice

I'll go with

I go to find Hamlin with her. But we only find

just when we arrive at his place, he dies

believe there is such a coincidence. There must be a deeper cause of Hamlin's death and Jane's belief that our child is

is, I have a reasonable guess after pondering for

anyone else who doesn't want

that there's no evidence right now.

death infuriates Jane, so much so that she says coolly, "I want a

...

Divorce?

Impossible!

for me to see her again and for her to return to

death can set

still misunderstands me. That's why

comes out, she will not

her resolution really

me? Nonsense. You won't leave me even

words instantly stir

things, you will go

chin, whispering, "Then let's go to hell

if we both will suffer, I will ... not let

troubles, I block a knife for her, and our

satisfied with our

bribes Hamlin to murder our child

order to destroy Jane,

when she knows

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