In My Desperate Time

Actually, no sooner do I say that than I feel a little regretful.
I put everything on the table. Will it annoy Frances? If he decides to divorce me all of a sudden, I won't even have a chance to
get close to him.
I want to leave him. But I haven't taken my revenge on him, so I'm unwilling to give up.
However, what is done cannot be undone. There is no room for maneuver.
"What do you mean?"
Frances turns to look at me in puzzlement.
He has asked Hamlin to do such a cruel thing. But now he pretends that he is innocent and tries to shift the blame for his
mistakes. Doesn't he feel himself disgusted?
"Frances, since you..."
There comes a big sound.
Earl suddenly cries loudly. In shock, I hurriedly get out of bed and run towards Earl.
I guess my loud voice has frightened Earl.
Earl keeps crying in fear. I pat his back gently, trying to placate him.
However, things have gone against my wishes. Earl is crying harder and harder.
Frances happens to receive a call and hurriedly leaves.
In the end, I still don't get the answer I want.
I don't think I'll have the courage to ask about my child after this.
Fortunately, in the evening, Earl's fever is reduced.
Afraid that he will have a high fever again, I feed him some medicine.
At night, Earl goes to bed early.

I take my clothes and go to the bathroom to take a bath. When I come out, I find Frances sitting beside the bed.
For fear that he will do something shameless, I tighten my nightgown.
Frances sweeps his gaze over me with a serious expression as usual.
"Jane, tell me, what did you mean this morning? What have I done to your child?"
"I don't want to talk about it anymore. Frances, you know what you've done. Why are you asking me hypocritically? Do you think
there's any point in talking about the past?" I sneer. Passing by him, I walk towards Earl who is in the crib.
Earl sleeps soundly, and I don't want to quarrel with Frances.
"Just let it go. Let's start over and stop arguing, okay?"
His voice softens. His sudden gentle gaze makes me feel uneasy.
What he says disturbs me deeply.
He wants to start over?
What happens between us has been a mistake from the beginning. How can we start over? Cannot I give up until I'm severely
hurt?
"How is that possible? How stupid will I be if I haven't leant a lesson from my suffering? Besides, you and I don't have any
feelings for each other at all. Don't you find it ridiculous to say it?"
Staring at me, Frances sighs.
"Tomorrow is the anniversary of my father's death. Do you want to go with me?"
Frances' invitation uplifts me.
Sabina asked me to find out where Fernando's grave was located. Here is my opportunity.
After pondering for a moment, I nod.
I don't bother to talk to Frances anymore. But when I think of my difficult task, I ask him.

"Frances, do you mind telling me how your father died?"
Frances hesitates and looks at me with a complicated expression.
In the end, he replies casually.
"He had a car accident."