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 really

have I been

I just want to hug her and dote on

child.

my

flickering in

now? Where is he?" I

her

thought of our child

by you! You sent Hamlin to Prague to kill him, and you are still pretending.

shouts at me

did I ever

underlining, yet more important

our

have a child. But in the blink of an eye, she breaks such a piece of bad

an evil thing? How could it be?! I didn't even know that we

wrenches. It aches more violently when I

her collapses at the very word

our child has long

I knew, I would not allow her

when the child came. I didn't

know what has

sneer, "Sorry, I don't believe in you. I don't believe a

reason why she says decisively

do now is

something, but words fail me. I let out a sigh and

phone rings for a short while before it's

but he

going on? Why doesn't Hamlin

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

lose her child. I

know

the way Jane looks at me seems to show she doesn't

is dead because of

roll down her

to ask her

hysterical. Recalling the tragic past is so

she blames me for it. No matter how I can't explain, she won't believe

do

go find Hamlin now and ask him to explain it

that, I rush

firm voice spreads from

I'll go with

go to find Hamlin with her.

at his

cause of Hamlin's

have

find anyone

that there's no evidence right

that she says coolly,

...

Divorce?

Impossible!

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

can

me. That's why she

out, she will not

resolution really hurts

to leave me? Nonsense. You

my words

have done so many bad things, you

gently pinch her chin, whispering, "Then let's go to hell

I will

a knife for her,

with our

who bribes

destroy Jane, she

doesn't blame me when

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