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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 501

Instantly...

I seem to have heard that gunshot again.

And this time, the bullet has shot right in my heart.

Does he really hate me that much?

Even though I've seen this coming, when I hear it, I still feel extremely painful.

"OK. I see."

After saying that to Hilda, I walk towards the door.

The moment the door is closed, tears fall down like beads from a broken thread.

I slowly curl up with my arms tightly holding my legs, wailing.

"Frances, Frances, Frances..."

I mumble his name over and over again, as if it'll never be enough.

Despair floods me, and I've collapsed.

Frances and I, we fail to make it to the end.

After crying for a long time, I'm brought into the detention center by the prison guards.

I'm still waiting for my trial. Before the trial, I need to stay in detention.

In a corner of the dark and gloomy room sits a woman with an indifferent expression.

Seeing me come in, she only glances at me lightly before closing her eyes.

I look around at the surroundings and can't help but frown.

This is a six-person room with bunk beds, just like the dormitories in a university.

There is nothing on the bed except blankets and pillows.

I walk to sit down on the bed, which is so hard that it hurts me.

Although I'm not a spoiled and picky lady, I still have a hard time adapting to it.

Besides, I'm staying in a detention center.

When the trial is over, I'll be sent to the real jail.

I don't even dare to think about what kind of life it will be like.

Even now, I feel like I'm dreaming.

Prison life, which I've never thought of before, is now right in front of me.

I feel panicky and helpless.

I feel like there is no future for me.

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