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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 295

Although Whitney is injured and still remains in hospital, she may think of a way to deal with me.

If I don't let Frances protect me, I am not sure whether I can stay safe.

"How are you? Are you still having a fever? Is your fever getting worse?" Frances asks about my condition anxiously.

My restless heart beats faster because of his sudden concern.

Seeing that I don't reply, Frances starts again.

"Why not speak? Are you very uncomfortable? I'll be right back."

His concern seems too good to be true.

Is this really Frances? If so, why does he care so much about me?

But now is not the time to think about it. I put on a bitter smile and say, "I'm fine. My fever is gone. Someone dropped Whitney's child and I picked it up. I'm in the police station. Can you come over?"

"Alright. I'll be right over." Frances answers and hangs up.

The policeman calls Whitney and puts her on speaker, so I can hear Whitney very clearly.

The phone is picked up soon.

"Hello, is this Ms. Whitney?"

"Yes," Whitney answers in an indifferent voice.

"Two ladies sent your child to the police station." As the policeman speaks, he glances at us and asks, "May I know your names?"

"My name is Jane Noyes." Since I am not afraid that Whitney will know I am here, I give my name to the policeman.

I hear something fall to the floor from the other end of the phone. The following sound is a bit noisy. I may scare Whitney just now. She might have dropped her phone.

"Ms. Noyes saw someone leave your child by the roadside. She picked up the child and sent him to the police station. Could you please come here and tell us what happened?"

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