In My Desperate Time

I'm deeply moved by his words.
I feel very happy.
He did say that to me before, but at that time, I was filled with hatred for him. How could I believe his words?
Now, I believe everything he says.
However, I still say, "Cut out the banana oil. I won't believe you. You must be lying to me."
Unexpectedly, Frances directly admits it.
"That's right. You're my Achilles' heel. As long as it's related to you, I can't be rational."
I finally couldn't help but turn around and hug him tightly.
"Frances, I really want to be with you for the rest of my life."
I bury my head in his arms and say in a low voice.
"We'll be together for the rest of our lives." He says softly, his hands gently stroking my hair.
"What if I break the law and kill someone?"
I raise my head and look at him seriously.
"Even so, I'll protect you. Don't worry. Besides, I don't believe that you would do something illegal. After all, you even can't bear
to hurt animals."
He chuckles.
He's right.
But this time, Whitney really touches my bottom line.
I have to do something for my missing child and for all the people I care about who have been hurt by Whitney.
I don't want Frances to worry, so I explain, "I didn't mean what I said. Forget it, I'm so sleepy, let's go to sleep."

After a long yawn, I hug Frances' waist and feel more eased.
But in fact, I am very anxious and can't fall asleep.
Frances doesn't sleep either. He seems to be flipping through his phone. Perhaps he is still watching how I scolded him.
Suddenly, Frances whispers to me, "Jane, let's go to have our wedding photos taken tomorrow."
Tomorrow?
But I have an appointment to see Whitney tomorrow. How can I go to get photographed?
After thinking a while, I say to Frances, "Isn't it necessary to make an appointment? I heard that we need to make an
appointment at least a few days in advance."
"There's no need. The Louis Group has a studio. We don't need to make an appointment."
I am anxious when I hear Frances' words.
I have to find a reason to turn him down! Anyway, I definitely can't go to get photographed tomorrow!
After thinking for a while, I continue saying, "I haven't been in a good condition lately. You have fattened me up. My skin is poor
and I wouldn't be very photogenic. Therefore, I want to put it off for a while!"
I don't expect that I could be good at making things up.
Frances has no choice but to helplessly agree to my request, saying that he would find another time.
The next morning, Frances goes to the company after breakfast. I tidy up and prepare to go out.
Whitney and I didn't make an appointment for the exact time. I have to go early to be prepared for it.
Besides, I have to rent a car first.
Just as I am about to leave, old Mr. Louis suddenly stops me.
"Jane, don't leave yet. I have something to talk to you."
Since he calls me, I naturally can't ignore him.

No matter how anxious I am, I still stop and say to old Mr. Louis with a smile, "What's the matter, grandfather?"
Old Mr. Louis has been out for a few days. He just came back last night. What does he want to tell me?
Old Mr. Louis looks at me and speaks with a serious expression.
"You'd better divorce Frances."