In My Desperate Time

Outside the door stand Lawrence and Silvia.
I break free from Frances immediately, but they still see this embarrassing scene.
In an instant, I just want to bury my head underground and never come out again.
Silvia looks somewhat embarrassed.
Lawrence, on the other hand, calmly walks over.
"What are you doing here?"
Frances curls his lips and asks angrily.
His eyes linger on me with interest.
I am so embarrassed that I don't dare to meet his gaze. I only turn my head to the side.
"I send Silvia back to you. Could it be that she can stay with me for the rest of her life?"
"It would be great if I could stay with you for the rest of my life." Silvia whispers by the side.
Suddenly, I feel a little distressed for her.
It's really painful to fall in love with someone who doesn't love you. No matter how lively Silvia is, she can't accept it.
"I see. If you can bring Whitney over, I'll be even happier," Frances says coldly, causing the atmosphere in the office to be
extremely tense at once.
I really hate Whitney.
I don't want to hide my hatred for her at all. I eagerly look forward to her death.
Lawrence smiles and says, "It's impossible. I will never hand Whitney over."
From his tone, I know he will spare no efforts to protect Whitney.
He loves Whitney so deeply that he can't bear to let her suffer a bit.

However, can she put others through it?
My child is so innocent. Why is it killed by Whitney?
I am full of hatred for Whitney. I don't even know when Lawrence goes out.
By the time I regain my senses, even Silvia has left.
"Jane, don't worry. I will definitely handle it well and let Whitney confess her fault. Lawrence can protect Whitney for a while, but it
is absolutely impossible for him to protect her for the rest of her life." Frances whispers beside me.
I nod as I always believe Frances.
I believe in him, and I am convinced that he will definitely do what he has promised me.
When we get home, the nanny is feeding Sabina.
Since I am not the one who feeds her, she doesn't make any trouble and finishes her meal quickly and quietly.
Silvia locks herself up in her room, unwilling to come out. I ask her what has happened with Lawrence yesterday, but she keeps
silent.
I have no choice but to take a bath alone.
Halfway through the bathe, Frances comes in with a towel.
He smiles mischievously, and I know what he wants to do with a single glance.
"Can you let me finish my bath?" I plead.
"Don't you think that we can save water by taking a bath together?" Frances walks over, hugs me and whispers in my ear.
Save water?
"As a president, can't you afford the cost of water?!" I roll my eyes at him.
"Environmental protection depends on everyone."
As he speaks, he takes off his towel and presses his hot body against me.

This bathe lasts for two hours.
I feel like it's not until I get dehydrated that Frances carries me back to bed.
After he falls asleep, I creep up to the study.
I've always been curious about whom Frances sees on the photo. No matter what, I must find that photo today!
I take out all the books on the bookshelf and flip through them, but I can't find any photos.
Where is it?
As I am feeling annoyed, Frances’ joking voice comes from behind me, "Are you looking for this?"