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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 508

I really regret what I did that day, but can't Frances trust me more?

I take a deep breath, force a smile at the man, and say with all my strength, "Are you ... going to marry her?"

No.

Please say no.

Please say it's just a misunderstanding.

Please, Frances.

However, the man nods and says indifferently, "Yes."

Just one word is enough to send me to the living hell.

"Why? Didn't you say that I will be the only one you love in your life? Why are you marrying another woman now? Frances, didn't you say you love me? Then why would you rather believe in Hilda than in me? Is this the way you love me? You lied to me! You lied that you would love me forever! Frances, you liar! Liar!"

I try my best not to shed tears in front of this man.

But in the end, I still can't hold back my tears.

I still can't pretend in front of him.

The man snorts coldly as if he heard the funniest joke.

He suddenly grabs my hand and places it on his chest.

It's such a sudden intimate contact. My heart is pounding.

However, hearing his following words, I'm totally desperate.

"Why would the woman I love shoot me so accurately in my heart?"

I want to explain that I forgot his heart is more to the left, but at this time, all my explanations seem to be feeble.

"I'm sorry."

I really don't know what else to say.

I owe Frances too much. Perhaps, I won't be able to pay him back for the rest of my life.

"Don't cry crocodile tears. Go back to prison, or I will call the police now."

Frances says coldly.

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