In My Desperate Time

I really can't listen to this. I cover my ears but Whitney's screaming still faintly reaches my ears.
Frances also notices that I'm uncomfortable. He whispers to me, "If you're uncomfortable, let's go."
I am indeed not feeling very well. As a woman, I cannot face such a scene calmly.
I nod and walk out with Frances.
As soon as we reach the entrance of the building, we run into Lawrence, who is rushing over angrily.
"Where's Whitney? Where's Whitney?"
He walks over and pulls Frances’ collar.
Frances chuckles. He removes Lawrence's hand and says, "You dare ask me. Why don't you go in and take a look? Perhaps
you will help her suffer less."
Lawrence is shocked and hurriedly rushes inside.
It seems that this terrible nightmare should be over.
However, for Whitney, it was unforgettable.
For some things, there's no difference between one minute and one hour.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Frances holds me and we return.
Before we reach the room, we hear a series of wailing sounds.
Whitney sits on the ground. Her clothes are tattered into pieces that they couldn't cover her beautiful body. Lawrence's coat
wraps her shoulders, but it can't hide every place.
She sits there lifeless like a broken porcelain doll, tears streaming down mechanically.
Beneath her is a pool of bright blood.
She's not a virgin. I know. It should that those men are too rude, so that she gets hurt like this.

Lawrence seems to have gone mad as he desperately beats those hooligans.
They are badly beaten and don't even have the strength to fight back, but Lawrence still doesn't stop.
He roars as he fought, as if he wants to vent all his anger on them.
"Will he beat them to death?"
I ask Frances worriedly.
The way to deal with Whitney is already against the law. If someone dies again, I'm afraid that Frances will get himself into
trouble.
"It doesn't matter. I don't care." Frances sneers.
These lives might be nothing to him.
But I can't stand by and watch all this.
From afar, I say to Lawrence, "You should take Whitney to the hospital first. I feel that she is in a bad condition."
Lawrence stops and turns to look at Whitney.
Then, he runs over worriedly.
"Whitney, are you alright?"
Whitney doesn't seem to hear what he says and sits there motionlessly.
"Whitney, answer me!"
She still doesn't move.
Lawrence panics. He picks up Whitney and runs out.
When he passes by Frances, he stops. "Frances, this is the end of our brotherhood. If anything happens to Whitney, I will
definitely not let you off!" He says coldly.
However, something has definitely happened to Whitney.

It would be impossible for her to live a peaceful life.
I look at Frances and worry about him.
He takes me away as if he is fine.
Later I hear that Whitney has been in the hospital for a long time.
Finally she gets back.
As for her mental state, I really don't know. Lawrence protects her so well that the outside world doesn't even know about her.
That day, when I am cooking, old Mr. Louis suddenly comes back.
As soon as he returns, he makes a big decision.