In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 601

As for Frances, he has never cared about what others think.

Nobody can stop him from doing what he wants to do.

Just like that, we have our wedding photos taken in such a sloppy manner.

When I get the marriage certificate again, I think it's too late to regret it.

Why do I marry him in such a hurry every time that I don't even have the chance to get prepared?

"Frances, have you just married me like that again?"

I pursed my lips and am very dissatisfied with him.

"Then dear Ms. Noyes, may I ask what do you want me to do? Should I propose to you here again?"

I look at the crowded streets and shake my head.

He'd better not.

I've already embarrassed because of his clothes.

If he proposes like this, I won't let anyone know in this lifetime.

"Forget it. I can't afford to lose face like this!"

With that, I pull Frances home.

The babysitter is obviously stunned when she sees us.

"Sir, you're awake?"

Earl immediately runs into Frances' arms and intimately calls him Dad.

Frances nods to the babysitter and chuckles, "Of course. Otherwise, who is the man standing in front of you now?"

"That's right! Then it looks like I have to cook for one more person tonight. Sir, you've just woken up, so I'll go buy some supplements for you! You take care of the two little fellows. I'll be back in a while!"

After the babysitter finishes speaking, she leaves the two children and goes outside.

Frances and I look at each other and smile as we walk upstairs.

Seeing Earl snuggling in Frances' arms, I couldn't help but go over and hug him.

...

Frances nods and tells me many things that I don't know.

There aren't many stories between him and Hilda. He tells many things that I misunderstand him before.

After the truth is revealed, I finally realize that everything he does is because he loves me and wants to protect me.

At that time, I have been immersed in the pain. I don't realize his love and protection.

Very quickly, the babysitter comes back and prepares a meal. We sit opposite each other and continue to chat about the past while eating.

We have missed so long, as if we really have endless words to say.

Suddenly, Frances' expression changed.

"What's wrong?"

He doesn't answer me, but he furrows even deeper.

He puts down his chopsticks, and his expression becomes very anxious. His body writhes uneasily.

I've seen him like this before on the cruise ship!