In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 297

Old wounds are opened again and again. It is really hurt a lot.

Before Frances could react, I push him out of the room.

His simple words annoy me.

I've really had enough of his constant act of provoking me, and I don't know when I'll be in no way to stand him any longer.

In the evening, I begin to feel awkward after breastfeeding Earl.

Now, he needs a bath.

But a two-month-old child has an extremely soft body. I find it hard to bathe him.

I can't bathe Earl, let alone Frances. I don’t care whether Sabina can do it or not, for it's impossible for me to ask her for help. Moreover, she hasn't returned yet.

After thinking for a while, I can only ask Frances to call Betty over.

I know she has raised two children by herself, and now she is also taking care of her grandson. Therefore, it should not be a problem for her to bathe a child.

Soon enough, Betty skillfully takes off Earl's clothes after she arrives.

I am ready to learn from her at a side, so that I can bathe Earl myself in the future.

"Ms. Noyes, it’s so kind of you. You even don’t reject to help Whitney take care of her child. Do you know how annoying she is?" Betty complains as she undresses Earl.

I smile and look at Earl, my eyes full of tenderness.

"No matter what kind of person Whitney is, Earl is innocent. Besides, he is a cute boy. Everyone likes him."

Earl turns around and smiles at me. He might have understood what I say.

His smile softens my heart.

Betty also smiles and adds, "That's right. How fair and handsome he is! Of course ... Wait a moment! What's it?"

Betty's expression changes as she puts Earl under the light.

I walk forward after feeling something wrong.

Although she is talking to Frances, I know she is uttering to me.

Judged by her appearance, however, she probably hasn't known the fact that Earl is not Frances' son.

Frances probably doesn't intend to tell anyone about such a shameful thing.

"Are you hinting I will abuse Earl? Go up and look what Whitney did to Earl? If I don't take him back, your grandson might have been killed!" I tell the truth out of rage.

Sabina also cares about Earl. She goes straight upstairs into my room upon hearing my shouts. After she comes out again, she looks at me guiltily. Pursing her lips, she silently returns to her room.

I haven’t had dinner, and I casually cook something for myself.

From the moment I entered the kitchen until I finish my dinner, Frances has been sitting on the sofa without moving.

If I hadn't known what kind of man he is, I might have mistaken him to be a wax statue.

I don't bother to greet him and prepare to go straight upstairs. However, Frances stops me.

"Jane, don’t you have anything to tell me?"