Chapter 432
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 432<\/p>\n
Turning around, I see my dress burning.<\/p>\n
It burns very quickly because it’s made of silk.<\/p>\n
Without any hesitation, I quickly take off the dress and jump to the side.<\/p>\n
Frances and old Mr. Louis notice the sound and rush over. They see me standing there with a panicked expression.<\/p>\n
I am wearing leggings inside, but I still feel a little embarrassed when old Mr. Louis comes over.<\/p>\n
But right now, I’m not in the position to care about that.<\/p>\n
If it weren’t for my quick reaction, I probably would have died because of the fire.<\/p>\n
The dress burns out quickly, and the entire room is filled with a pungent smell.<\/p>\n
“What’s going on? Are you alright, Jane?”<\/p>\n
Frances walks over and looks at me anxiously.<\/p>\n
I shake my head, but my gaze is locked onto Hilda.<\/p>\n
I don’t know how it happens, but it happens the moment I turn around.<\/p>\n
I forget to turn off the gas when I pick up the pot. My dress is probably ignited by the flame.<\/p>\n
However, I don’t know how it touches the flame.<\/p>\n
“I don’t know. I didn’t see anything. You should ask Hilda about this,” I said coldly.<\/p>\n
Hilda put on an innocent look. She shakes her head at me and says, “It’s none of my business. I only noticed it when it began to burn. You dress probably got caught by the gas range.”<\/p>\n
“How could it possible?” I snort and snap at Hilda, “How could an ankle-length dress got caught by the gas range? Come up with a better excuse. Otherwise, nobody is going to believe you.”<\/p>\n
No one would have done this except Hilda.<\/p>\n
She can even do such a terrible thing. I can’t imagine what will happen if she continues to live here. I won’t even be able to have a sound sleep.<\/p>\n
“I really didn’t do that. Frances, do you believe me?” While crying, Hilda runs to Frances and grabs his arm.<\/p>\n
Frances purses his lips tightly without saying anything. He may be thinking about what is actually going on.<\/p>\n
“I trust you.\u201d<\/p>\n
“Frances!”<\/p>\n
Hilda calls Frances with grievance and immediately jumps into his arms.<\/p>\n
I stand here and watch them in silence, finding it really ridiculous.<\/p>\n
My dress is made of silk. It burns quickly when it touches the flame.<\/p>\n
However, her skirt is made of cotton, and it will take a while before it ignites.<\/p>\n
I’m sure she does it for show, for Frances.<\/p>\n
But Frances believes her.<\/p>\n
Hilda is really something. Step by step, she’s making things worse between Frances and me.<\/p>\n
Do I really have a chance of winning against a woman like that?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-456","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/456","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=456"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}