{"id":438,"date":"2026-09-28T15:00:40","date_gmt":"2026-09-28T15:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/in-my-desperate-time-414\/"},"modified":"2026-09-28T15:00:40","modified_gmt":"2026-09-28T15:00:40","slug":"in-my-desperate-time-414","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/chapter\/in-my-desperate-time-414\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 414"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Chapter 414<br \/>\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 414<\/p>\n<p>The driver quickly reacts and drives the car to the side.<\/p>\n<p>However, the distance between the two cars is so narrow that the two cars can&#8217;t dodge but collide.<\/p>\n<p>The front of my car crashes into the back seat of Whitney&#8217;s car.<\/p>\n<p>It is only when I am so close that I realize that Whitney is hugging Earl in her arms!<\/p>\n<p>Although Whitney should go to the hell, Earl is innocent!<\/p>\n<p>I hurriedly step on the brakes, but apparently, it is too late.<\/p>\n<p>My head hits the steering wheel so hard and my skin is punctured by broken glass.<\/p>\n<p>It hurts.<\/p>\n<p>I feel blood flowing down my head and my consciousness is fading.<\/p>\n<p>I want to look up and see how Whitney is, but I don&#8217;t have the strength anymore.<\/p>\n<p>My head droop down on the steering wheel and my eyes close limply.<\/p>\n<p>The phone vibrates from the side. I try to prop open my eyelids and read the words clearly.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Jane, don&#8217;t do anything stupid. I&#8217;ll be right over.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He&#8217;ll be right over?<\/p>\n<p>When?<\/p>\n<p>Frances, do I still have a chance to see you?<\/p>\n<p>My eyes dull, and I fall into boundless darkness.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;m dead, but if I can drag Whitney to the hell together. I think it&#8217;s worth it.<\/p>\n<p>Only when she dies would things really end.<\/p>\n<p>However, what happened to the driver and Earl?<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s the only thing I care about before I go into a coma.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Jane, don&#8217;t sleep. Wake up, look at me!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>This voice sounds familiar. It is like a beam of light that suddenly shines into my pitch-dark life.<\/p>\n<p>Who is he?<\/p>\n<p>Yeah! Frances!<\/p>\n<p>My love, Frances!<\/p>\n<p>I want to open my eyes, but I really don&#8217;t have any strength.<\/p>\n<p>I could only hear him calling my name over and over again.<\/p>\n<p>Later, I hear the sound of an ambulance and the sound of medical staff talking. The environment is more and more noisy, and then turns quiet again.<\/p>\n<p>The last thing I heard is the doctor asking the anesthesiologist to give me an anesthetic.<\/p>\n<p>And then, I lose consciousness.<\/p>\n<p>When I wake up again, I think I am dreaming.<\/p>\n<p>She comes in in a wheelchair with a cast on her leg.<\/p>\n<p>Looks like she only hurt her leg.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m not dead, you are very surprised, right?&#8221; Whitney sneers.<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t say anything and my heart is filled with resentment towards her.<\/p>\n<p>I really hate Whitney too much. I can&#8217;t control this kind of hatred at all. If I was able to move now, I would go forward and strangle her.<\/p>\n<p>But now, I&#8217;m even weaker than Whitney. It was impossible to attack her.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I just broke my leg, but that child is still in the intensive care unit.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Whitney looks at me with a meaningful smile on her face.<\/p>\n<p>Earl? Is Earl hurt? Is it serious?<\/p>\n<p>How cold is this woman! Her child is already like this, yet she is actually able to act as if nothing has happened!<\/p>\n<p>She&#8217;s not worried about Earl, but I&#8217;m worried.<\/p>\n<p>My heart aches for Earl.<\/p>\n<p>On the surface, I have to pretend that I don&#8217;t care.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What does that have to do with me? It&#8217;s your child anyway. I don&#8217;t care.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Whitney smiles and speaks to me slowly.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What if I say he&#8217;s your child?&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-438","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/438","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/chapter"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=438"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}