In My Desperate Time

Chapter 636: You're the Best Gift in My Life 18

Why would Whitney send me such a text message?

It sounds like she wants to meet me.

But I've never made such an appointment.

I suddenly remember Jane's strange behavior. She even refused to take wedding photos with me today. Anyway, she looks a little suspicious.

Did she secretly go to find Whitney?

What does she want?

My heart sinks. I immediately ask someone to check my text messages and phone calls. At the same time, I tell them to locate Jane and send her position to me this instant.

I tell them to act quickly. We must be quick. If it's too late ... I really don't know what Jane will do.

Whitney nearly robs Jane of her two families again. I know that Jane hates Whitney, and hatred can drive her crazy.

Very soon, a subordinate gives me an answer.

I also notice the message Jane sent to Whitney.

"Whitney, I'm sorry. I really feel sorry for hurting you. I really regretted what I did. I shouldn't have done that! I shouldn't hurt you! You love me so much and have always treated me so well, but I have hurt you so ruthlessly. You must be very sad, right? I was truly wrong. I don't love Jane at all. From beginning to end, you are the only one that I love. I wonder if I can meet you tomorrow morning at the golf course in

the western suburbs. Could you give me a chance to make it up to you? I'll wait there until noon. You don't have to text me back. If you don't come, then I'll know your answer."

They're meeting at the golf course in the western suburbs?

What exactly does Jane want to do?

I call her at once. The bell rings for a long time, but no one answers.

I have no choice but to text her.

"Jane, don't do anything stupid. I'll be right over."

I drive towards the golf course in the western suburbs and get a call from the hospital on the way.

Jane... She hits Whitney with her car.

Now, both of them are in the hospital.

Earl, who happens to be in Whitney's car, is also affected.

When I rush to the hospital, I see Jane. She has just been pushed out of the operating room, covered in blood.

Her face is very pale, and her breathing is extremely weak. She inhales oxygen all the way to the intensive care unit.

I follow her into the ICU.

I have told the hospital about the situation, so the doctor does not stop me. I get into the ward.

Looking at Jane, who is still unconscious on the bed, my heart tenses up.

Fortunately, she is still alive.

If I lose her this time ... I really don't know what to do.

"Jane, why are you so stupid? I told you that I would settle Whitney's matter. Why can't you wait any longer? Why would you go front her yourself? Do you know how dangerous it is? You little fool, can you hear me?" I whisper to her.

I talk to her over and over again, but she still won't wake up.

The doctor tells me that she is badly hurt. She is lucky to survive.

When she will wake up depends on herself.

If someone she loves is by her side, she might wake up faster.

I stay with her for three days and three nights. She finally wakes up.

The moment I see her open her eyes, I finally feel relaxed. These days, I have been too nervous, too worried.

After Jane wakes up, she asks me to go out and buy her some food.

When I come back, I see Whitney kicking her fiercely.

I panic so much that I immediately rush over and push Whitney to the ground.

Whitney had only broken one leg in this car accident.

However, Earl, that cute child, is still in ICU. His life is uncertain.

When I see him, I feel really sorry for him.

I haven't told Jane about this yet.

She has just woken up. I know that she cares about Earl very much, and I'm afraid she won't be able to accept it.

Whitney turns to look at me with grief and indignation. She says, "I'm so stupid that I actually believed what you said in that text message. You don't love me, but I still jumped into the trap myself with a glimmer of hope. Fortunately, I'm alive. Next, just watch me torture this woman bit by bit!"

I don't care what Whitney says. I'm here, and I won't allow her to hurt Jane.

What really hurts me is seeing Jane sitting on the ground. She's really down.

Lawrence arrives very quickly. He pushes Whitney out of the room in the wheelchair.

Jane struggles to get up from the ground, but tries several times in vain.

Almost half of her life has been taken away in this car accident.

Whitney's kick just now makes her even worse.

"Jane, are you alright?"

I stride over and help her up.

She grabs my hand tightly and says excitedly, "Frances, I found our child. Earl is our child! But I hurt him. Take me over and see him. I want to see him!"

What?

Earl is our child?

The news is undoubtedly shocking to me.

Isn't Earl Whitney and Lawrence's child? Why is he ours all in a sudden?

I don't understand.

But looking at how excited Jane is, what she said should be true.

"How did you know?"

"Whitney just personally told me that her child died in her belly, so she took my child away and raised him."

This makes sense.

Speaking of which, I really find it strange. Although Whitney has a relatively extreme personality, she shouldn't have cared about nothing about her own child.

It turns out that Earl is not her child at all.

Whitney is too vicious. I have to admit it.

She really can do anything to inflict the pain of losing a child on Jane.

She has swapped out our child with her own. Even I am deceived.

'Jane must be very happy to know that our child is still alive.' Just as I am thinking about this, Jane grabs my arm and pleads.

"Frances, take me to the child now!"

"But you are so weak now that it is difficult for you to even walk. Wait until you feel better."

I look at her worriedly and say somewhat awkwardly.

I know how much she cares about this child, but in this world, what I care about the most is always her.

Since we've known that Earl is our child, it is only a matter of time before she sees him. There is no need to rush.

Most importantly, if she knows that the child is suffering, she will definitely feel heartbroken.

"No, I want to see him! I want to see him right now! If you don't take me, I will climb to his ward even if I risk my life!"

I know that Jane is stubborn.

She's as good as her word.

In the end, I have no choice but to order someone to carry her to the hospital bed. I push her towards the entrance of the ICU.

ICU has a fixed number of visits per day, and now the time has passed.

I call the leader of the hospital, and soon a doctor comes to open the door.

After disinfection, Jane and I enter the ward together.

As I expect, the moment she sees Earl, she bursts into tears.

Earl's face is pale as he lies in the incubator. He's breathing in oxygen, and his body is covered with tubes of all sizes.

Although asleep, he looks painful.

Even a look at him hurts me, let alone Jane.

She looks worried.

She presses her hand on her chest and asks the doctor beside her in distress.

"Doctor, how is he?"

"The child suffered a violent impact that resulted in three broken ribs on the left side, one of which was also inserted into the lung. There was also contusion on the kidney resulting in bruising, and we are still observing the rest of the situation."

Fortunately, the child is safe and sound in the end. He is soon discharged from the hospital.

With Jane and Earl, it is as if my life has been completed.

However, Whitney has brought Jane to court on the charge of intentional murder. This matter is really tricky.

There's still some time before the hearing. I find the best lawyer for Jane. No matter what, I want her to be OK.

Grandpa rolls down the stairs because of an accident. After that, he invites Hilda to stay at home.

Jane is instantly unhappy.

She has never liked Hilda.

The last time Grandpa asked me about Hilda, he told me to divorce Jane no matter what.

However, now that Hilda is staying in the house, things seem to have become very troublesome.

How can I tell Grandpa that I don't want to divorce Jane?

Grandpa doesn't have much time left, so I can only think of a way to make him happy.

Therefore, I can do nothing but agree that Hilda can stay here.

Afterwards, Jane is very unhappy.

Many things happen between her and Hilda.

I gradually realize that Hilda isn't as simple as I think.

I used to think that Hilda is innocent and harmless, but Jane has had conflicts with her several times.

Once, in the kitchen, Jane is in danger and is almost burned by fire.

I naturally believe in Jane.

However, I feel more and stranger about the things that Hilda does. I don't want to alarm Hilda, so I bide my time and watch her in secret.

Then, I look for Grandpa one night. He tells me to be careful of Hilda, and tells me her hidden identity.

Only then do I realize that the innocent and cute woman I remember is so terrifying.

But for Jane's safety, I can't tell her about it.

Jane is impulsive and bad at keeping secrets. It is likely that she would screw things up once she knows about it.

Although I don't want to hurt Jane, I can only favor Hilda time and time again.

Fortunately, the lawyer I find for Jane is good. Whitney fails in the first trial, and Jane is acquitted.

And the secret that I've been hiding for more than ten years is finally discovered by her.

Speaking of which, Jane is really slow. Even when she sees the photo, she can't remember what happened back then. What's more, she doesn't recognize me at all.

I really want to open her little brain and see what is inside.

Although a lot of troubles are around us, it is a pleasant thing that we are getting closer to the date of our wedding.

I've been waiting for so long time until today.

I always think that Hilda will do something before the wedding, but to my surprise, she has done nothing.

Soon, it is our wedding day.

When I see Jane walking towards me, my heart is beating wildly.

Perhaps, I have never been so nervous all my life.

I have loved her for eleven years. Now, she is finally going to be my wife.

However, she doesn't look very happy.

On the contrary, she looks solemn.

As the wedding goes on, she looks at Earl uneasily several times.

What's wrong?

She walks slowly in front of me. I gently hold her hand, only to find that it is ice-cold.

It shouldn't be cold in this kind of weather.

The priest looks at us with a smile and slowly says,

"Frances, will you give yourself to Jane, to be her husband...? Will you love her and stay by her side forever?"

"I do."

Of course, I do.

Marrying her is the luckiest thing in my life.

"Jane, will you give yourself to Frances, to be his wife? Will you love him and stay by his side forever?"

Naturally, she wants that.

It is too obvious that she loves me. How can she say no?

To my surprise, she suddenly raises her head and looks at me. She takes a step back and says coldly,

"I won't!"

What's wrong with her?

She is still joking with me on such an important occasion?

I inadvertently glance at Hilda. She is sneering. From NôvelDrama.Org.

In front of me, Jane slowly says,

"Frances, let me tell you. I got close to you for your money! Andrew and I loved each other, but I have to stay with you, betray myself, pretend to love you, and even give birth to a child for you. Do you know

how painful this is for me? I and Andrew should have kidnaped old Mr. Louis and taken away your money and run away, but you shot him to death! You killed my beloved. Do you know how much I hate you? I stay with you for revenge! Frances, I hate you. Go to hell!"

With that, she quickly pulls out a gun from her wedding dress and aims it at me.

What she says...

I don't believe a word of it.

What I want to know is what exactly has happened. Why would she do this all of a sudden?

Maybe she is threatened by Hilda, right?

I think of what she did before. Is all this related to Earl?

There is an uproar in the crowd around. The bodyguards want to come up to protect me, but I stop them.

"Don't come here."

I wave my hand, signaling everyone not to act rashly. The bodyguards block everyone outside.

I smile gently at Jane and walk towards her step by step.

The gun rests on my chest. As soon as she pulls the trigger, my heart will be shot.

"Jane, if you want to kill me, I won't escape. As long as you're telling the truth, shoot."

I see her retreat a little instinctively.

It seems that she doesn't really want to hurt me. There must be something hidden in this.

"Jane, before that, look at me in the eyes and tell me. Do you really hate me?"

"That's it. Frances, I hate you! From the beginning, I hate you. I hate everything you've done to me! I hate you so much, but I have to pretend to love you so much every day. It's painful for me. I don't want to lie to myself anymore, nor do I want to stay with you! I'm going to kill you and end all this."

She raises her gun again and shoots at my heart.

I fall to the ground, covered in blood. The last thing I see is her desperate and helpless face.