In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 221

I panic and take a couple of steps back.

“Jane, why didn’t you turn on the phone? Do you know how worried I was trying to look for you over these days?”

Frances walks over and says sternly.

I look up at him and only to realize that he is more haggard now after not seeing him for these few days. His dark eye bags are showing and his face is covered with stubble after not shaving for several days.

“I was very busy and you should know that,” I say calmly and walk past him.

Frances strides over and says behind me, “From how you look, you must have not been sleeping well for days. Why don’t you hire a private nurse?”

Private nurse?

After paying for the hospital bills and my father’s funeral costs, I only have several hundred remaining in my account. How do I have the money to hire a private nurse?

I scoff and do not say a word. There is a huge chasm between Frances’ world of wealth and the poverty of mine. How can he ever understand my world?

Frances begins to get upset when he sees that I am ignoring him. He grabs me and pushes me to the wall and says sternly, “At least tell me what is wrong. You should tell me even if something happened to your parents!”

“Do you know that I was really worried that something happened to you!”

His eyes are red and throbbing with anxiety. In that trance, I realize that Frances is worried about me. But I quickly suppress this feeling. Perhaps I am in a daze due to my lack of sleep for so many days. How can Frances be worried about me?

But from the looks of it, he doesn’t know that I intend to leave after purchasing the air tickets. Otherwise, he will be squeezing the life out of me.

“Whatever it is, we’ll talk after I settle my mother’s hospital discharge procedures.”

Frances is a person who does what he says. I don’t know what methods he used but Frank was released without charges on the second day.

He even hires a private nurse to take care of my mother. As for Frank, he even finds a rather decent job for him. As far as this is concerned, Frances did it almost perfectly in terms of duty and love. Frances doesn’t want me to stay with my mother and I can only go back with him to the villa. But at least he is understanding and allows me to visit my mother every day.

“Go ahead, what are your terms,” I ask him calmly.

I will agree with Frances’ terms no matter what they are. I already resigned to the fact that I no longer have any choice.

The worse that can happen is death and this man will not want my life.

“Marry me, Jane.”