In My Desperate Time

Frances turns to look at me and asks puzzled, "Is there anything that needs to be solved? Is there anything wrong with it? I often
go to see them just for the sake of Terence."
Frances does not know what the problem is!
Won't he understand Hilda's love for him before Hilda says it out loud with a loudspeaker?
"Frances, are you stupid? Hilda likes you. Can't you see that? Do you think why she came to me today? In name, she wants her
son to have a complete family. But in fact, she wants you to divorce me and marry her!"
After yelling at Frances, I let out a long sigh.
Frances may be more intelligent than many people.
However, he has little emotional intelligence.
I wonder how he discovered that he loved me.
I have said so, but Frances still shakes his head and says firmly, "Stop messing around. Hilda has been loving Terence all the
time. Until now, she often cries sadly when she thinks of Terence. How would she like me? Perhaps she just wants her child to
have a complete family. She married me for the sake of the child back then."
No matter what I say, Frances firmly thinks that way. I don't know how to convince him.
Why haven't I found him a stubborn man?
Since he doesn't listen to me, I can only force him.
"Frances, I'm tell you what to do. Firstly, you must dissolve your marriage with her. Secondly, you are not allowed to visit her
again."
"Why can't I visit her? I told you that Terence died because he saved me. If I abandon them, how can I face myself in the mirror?
I will dissolve my marriage with her, but I won't stop contacting her. You should stop messing around."
"Messing around? Am I messing around? Frances, you must be possessed! Get out! Get out of my sight!"
I push Frances away. I am boiling with rage.

It is clear that Hilda has ulterior motives, but now he thinks I am messing around.
I'm willing to believe him, why is he unwilling to believe me?
Frances stands there and stares at me for a while before striding out the door.
When he gets out, he even closes the door for me.
Damn you! You bastard!
"Frances, you're a bastard!"
I am furious that I take a pillow from my bed and throw it out.
However, I also feel more uneasy.
No matter what Hilda's goal is, she only said a few words and that's enough for Frances and I to have a quarrel. If she plays any
more tricks, what should I do?
I don't want to fulfill her wish, but I didn't do anything wrong tonight. It's impossible for me to apologize to Frances.
But to my surprise, we haven't talk to each other for several days.
Frances has been leaving early and returning late these days. I can't even see him at home.
When he comes back at night, he goes straight to the guest room to sleep.
I lie in bed and looks at the ring on my hand, seeing the irony.
A few days ago, Frances gave me an unforgettable romantic proposal of marriage in Prague. But now he is ignoring me. Isn't
that funny?
I take off my ring and put it in the bedside table. And then I smile bitterly and fall asleep.
In the morning, I get a call from my mother. She says that today is her birthday, so she asks me to go back.
I pack a light bag and go home by taxi.