Chapter 43
\nIn My Desperate Time novel Chapter 43<\/p>\n
I run to the bathroom and lock the door.<\/p>\n
I lean against the door, and my heart feels like being pressed by a heavy stone, which makes me breathless.<\/p>\n
I see things simply. I didn\u2019t expect that things have just started and I have begun to think that it is not easy to stay at Frances Louis\u2019s side.<\/p>\n
I have prepared to throw my dignity away, but in the end, he tramples me to pieces.<\/p>\n
Below me, there is a muddy liquid flowing out, with a silk of red.<\/p>\n
Of course, I know. It’s not my period. It’s my transformation from girl to woman.<\/p>\n
How ironic!<\/p>\n
What’s the point of this blood coming out now?<\/p>\n
Can I bring Frances Louis in and show him?<\/p>\n
\u201cJane Noyes, maybe your life is just a joke.\u201d<\/p>\n
I walk to the shower with a wry smile, open the shower head, carefully wash my soring body, and wash off the blood on the floor.<\/p>\n
Let all these unimportant things go with the water. I just want to solve my brother problem through Frances Louis, and I don’t want to think about anything else.<\/p>\n
I don’t know how long I’ve been in there. The foggy water fills in the bathroom, and I feel a little dizzy.<\/p>\n
But I don’t want to go out, I don’t want to face Frances Louis’ scrutiny.<\/p>\n
At least, not tonight.<\/p>\n
There is a rhythmic knock on the door, followed by the voice of Frances Louis.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long will you be in there? You wash yourself so long, Are you not clean, or I am not clean?\u201d<\/p>\n
I am shocked and don\u2019t know what to do.<\/p>\n
I am glad I have closed the door, or Frances Louis might have come in.<\/p>\n
\u201cRight\u2026right away.\u201d<\/p>\n
I reply quietly, ready to get a towel to wipe the body, but suddenly I slip down, and fall to the ground.<\/p>\n
The back of my head hits the floor so hard that I black out.<\/p>\n
\u201cJane Noyes, Jane Noyes, what are you doing? Get out?!\u201d The unhappy voice of Frances Louis comes from outside.<\/p>\n
I want him to come in and save me, but I don\u2019t want him to see me naked. Although, he has seen everything.<\/p>\n
Actually, I am conscious. I can hear everything around me. But my tongue is like knotted, I can say nothing and my body is limp, I have no strength.<\/p>\n
God, no! Can anything worse happen to me?<\/p>\n
Frances Louis calls me again outside door and knocks fiercely.<\/p>\n
Then, the world becomes quiet.<\/p>\n
I think he has gone, but the door is kicked open.<\/p>\n
Then, Frances Louis rushes in.<\/p>\n
I could feel his burning eyes on me, and my skin is boiling hot. But I couldn’t open my eyes. I have no idea what expression of Frances Louis is.<\/p>\n
Never mind. It is better not to see him, so as not to die of embarrassment under his eyes.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis holds me up. I feel soft under him. He probably put me to bed.<\/p>\n
It takes me a while to feel less dizzy and regain some strength.<\/p>\n
Most importantly, I was conscious the whole time!<\/p>\n
The room is terribly quiet. I don\u2019t know whether Frances Louis is in the room or asleep.<\/p>\n
I open my eyes a little, and meet Frances Louis’s eyes.<\/p>\n
He looks at me with no expression on his face, but it is enough to embarrass me to death.<\/p>\n
It\u2019s my mother.<\/p>\n
\u201cJane, is everything all right?\u201d<\/p>\n
My mother\u2019s voice is full of strength. She must have recovered from the fever.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have come to see Frances Louis, don\u2019t worry.\u201d I say coldly.<\/p>\n
I can’t tell you how it feels. Just suddenly, I feel lonely.<\/p>\n
My family never cared about my life, but put their interests first.<\/p>\n
My mother is relieved and enjoins me to get things done before she hangs up.<\/p>\n
From beginning to end, not a word to care about me.<\/p>\n
Although I have expected this to happen, when it happens, I still feel so sad.<\/p>\n
I close my eyes, trying not to think about it, and it takes me a while to fall asleep.<\/p>\n
Frances Louis doesn\u2019t return until the next morning, looking tired.<\/p>\n
I haven\u2019t gotten up, he lies on bed and holds me in his arms, closing his eyes wearily.<\/p>\n
I’ve never been carried to sleep like this. My heart beats like a drum.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s okay. It\u2019s okay. Just get sed to it.\u201d<\/p>\n
I tell myself several times before I finally calm down a little.<\/p>\n
Maybe it\u2019s time to talk to him about Frank Noyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, my brother, can you stop suing him?\u201d I ask shily.<\/p>\n
He opens his eyes and looks at me steadily. After a while, he sneers and says, \u201cJane Noyes, who do you think you are? When did I say I wanted to help you?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-67","chapter","type-chapter","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/icuow.top\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/chapter\/67","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=67"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}