In My Desperate Time

I look at Frances and say in disbelief, "You did it?"
Frances nods and does not saying anything.
I really can't accept the truth.
Frances is a cold man. I can't imagine he has secretly taken care of me like that.
No matter what, I just can't believe that Frances is such a sweet guy.
However, he admits it and I have to believe him.
"So, you bought me dinner and put it in my lunchbox in the afternoon?"
At that time, our lunchboxes were placed together. So, it's not difficult for Frances to get mine.
Moreover, high school ends 30 minutes earlier than us. After Frances bought dinner and put it in my lunchbox, my teacher didn't
even dismiss us.
"Every time I see the rice in your lunchbox, it's as hard as stone. I almost want to feed you myself."
Frances says coldly to me.
I stick out my tongue and curl my lips, "Then why didn't you do it? Since you've liked me at that time, why didn't you tell me? I
had been hiding from you for so long."
I can't help but think what it is like if I had got together with Frances back then.
What would my life be like now?
However, there are no ifs.
I'm destined to go through those things.
Ten years ago, I went for Frances.
That's also the time when his father died in a car accident.
Now Frances probably thinks of that as well, and he looks pretty sad.

"Then my father passed away. I graduated from high school and went to university while handling the company's business. I
never get the time to date anyone. And then my family forced me to marry Whitney."
I could tell from his tone that he has been feeling a lot pressure.
I have to say that the world is small.
It's so small that we already have some connections when we are younger.
If it weren't for those things, perhaps I wouldn't be together with Frances now.
"I must apologize for what happened to your father on behalf of my father."
"It's the past. If I wanted to dig into this, I wouldn't wait for this long."
My father has always been a timid person, so he chose to flee from the scene.
It suddenly comes to me that Frances might have known that I'm the driver's daughter at that time.
"Did you know that I'm the daughter of the man who killed your father?" I ask with a heavy heart.
After the second year of junior high school, I transferred to another school.
However, it is very easy for Frances to know my identity.
But Frances shakes his head.
"No, I only know your father has a son and a daughter, but I didn't want to dig deeper for revenge, until I met you again and
investigated you. That was when I found out that you're his daughter."
I nod and feel that life is filled with dramas.
We could not tell who has made more mistakes. There are some things that can be ignored. But I can't forget my parents' car
accident.
I believe that Frances didn't do it, but who else would plan it?
After lunch, we return to the company.

Now, I know that Frances has liked me for a long time. We like each other, to be exact. I just cherish my life even more.
Therefore, no matter what Hilda does, she can't destroy the relationship between Frances and me.
In front of the company, I stop and say seriously to Frances.
"Frances, can you ask Hilda to leave our house?"