In My Desperate Time

Having sex improves our relationship. In other word, I don’t want to continue cold war with Frances. That only benefits Hilda. So I
am reconciled with Frances naturally.
Till night, I tell Frances that Whitney Jordan has sent me a lawyer’s letter. “In your opinion, what should I do? If she won the
case, how long will I be sentenced?” As far a place like jail, whoever would be afraid.
Frances hugs me in his arms and lightly kisses my forehead. “Don’t worry, she won’t succeed. I already arranged some people to
handle this and hired the best lawyer for you today afternoon.”
Although Frances promises, I still feel uneasy. Because of that, we make a long talk before finally I fall asleep.
A few days later, Frances accompanies me to the court. It’s my first time to stand in the dock so that I am very nervous. I keep
my eye on the direction of Frances. However, every time I look at him, I can also see Hilda who sits by him. Because of that, I
decide not to see there.
Although Whitney Jordan doesn’t have any exact evidence, her lawyer is really good so the situation is not good for me in the
beginning. However, Frances hires a more excellent lawyer. He gets me off in a few words. Though I clearly know that I’m guilty,
I really don’t want to be convicted now. In the end, the judge pronounces me not guilty because of insufficient evidence. But I
know Whitney Jordan won’t give up easily so that she definitely will apply for second trial. And it would be harder to win.
Frances goes to take the car while Hilda goes to the bathroom. I stand at the door waiting for Frances to drive over, but I run into
Whitney Jordan who is coming out. She looks at me with hatred and anger. “Jane Noyes, I can tell you that I will not give up. I
will continue to appeal until you are convicted.”
Her word makes me nervous but I still try to bluff. “Whitney Jordan, I'm not afraid of you. If the law is to convict, it will only convict
you. Compared to the terrible things you did, does what I did matter. After this lawsuit is over, I will sue you for poisoning my
family. "
Whitney Jordan frowns and looks at me with confusion. “What are you talking about? Who poisoned your family?” She is very
confused.
But about this thing, I have already clearly known that she did it. Even if she pretends, it doesn't make sense. “You can deny but
the cake maker has told me that you incited him to do that. Plus last time you incited someone to kill my unborn baby, I will get
even with you one by one.”

“I admit to killing your baby, but as for poisoning you mentioned just now, it’s not me.” She still insists and denies that she
poisoned.
“As I said, you can deny, see you in court.” Frances drives over at this moment. I don’t want to talk with her and go ahead
directly.
“Don’t go, say clearly! I am not a liar, I will not admit the thing I didn’t do!” Whitney Jordan stops me and says seriously. All of a
sudden, I am stunned. Didn’t she put poison? How could that be true? The cake maker said it’s she. Besides, except her, I really
can't think of anyone else.