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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 568

Did he really kiss her?

It hurts so bitterly in my heart.

I can do nothing to stop my lover from kissing another woman, but simply stand there like an onlooker.

Is there anything more painful than this?

What if Hilda goes even further? Will he meet her desire?

Everything before me is so cruel and overwhelming.

Please stop!

I repeat this over and over again silently, with my fists clenched, only to find it useless to ease my pain.

It seems that Frances could hear me, as he halts.

He looks as if he attempts to pull away, but then he’s held even tighter by her.

The kiss lasts for two minutes before it finally ends.

I am fighting back tears, forcing myself not to shed one.

With the end of the intentional kiss show comes the hustle and bustle of the ball.

Two men who ask me for a dance are both rejected.

I’m here only because I want to see Frances, except which nothing else will appeal to me.

As the couple are dancing elegantly in the hall, I seat myself somewhere unnoticeable, staring at Frances.

How is his investigation going?

How long does he have to keep acting as Hilda’s man?

I totally have no idea of how long I can stand all this.

If not for seeing him for a little longer, I think I must be no longer on the thorns.

But my irresistible longing for him prevents me from leaving during the whole party.

I don’t leave the seat until I have become the last guest staying there.

I don’t know when I can see him again.

Or, is it even possible for us to meet again?

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