The police needs evidence for everything. I keep on talking. “She pressed me on the ground. I was not
as strong as her. I felt like I was about to be strangled to death. In a hurry, I grabbed something and
stabbed her in the back. I did that for self-defense. I didn’t know what I was grabbing. When I found out
that Ms. Jordan was injured, I immediately called an ambulance. Whitney probably called you guys
when I was distracted. And then you came."
After the explanation, the police officers start organizing the information. They look at Frances
nervously, reckoning his thoughts.
"Okay, you may leave. Don’t bother us until there is evidence."
Frances waves to the police impatiently.
The two officers glance at each other, then they nod and left.
Lawrence stands at the door of the operating room, waiting anxiously.
Frances walks over, reaches out to me while frowning.
I don't know what he is going to do, so I can only stare at him nervously.
Until his hand gently lands on my neck.
"Does it hurt?"
I didn't speak up. Instead, I feel my heart beating fast. Even my brain is blank.
"No." I swallow nervously and tell Frances.
He looks upset and yells at me. "Are you stupid? Why did you open the door for Whitney? Wouldn’t you
check who the person is when they knock on the door?"
His yelling makes me feel wronged.
"Why would I know that your ex-wife is such a terrible person? Are you blaming me for hurting her?
Why did you divorce her if you care about her so much?"
"Don’t be so unreasonable, Jane Noyes!" Frances interrupts me, and his eyes look fierce as if they are
burning.
I should be the one who is upset! Why is he upset?!
I don’t want to talk to Frances anymore. I walk to the window and keep inhaling deeply, suppressing the
anger in my heart.
The operation lasts for four hours, and Whitney is being pushed out of it.
The operation is a huge success. But there is still a 48-hour susceptible period. ICU observation and
treatment are required.
ICU is only open to family, but if it is Frances, as long as he wants to enter, nobody can't stop him.
However, Frances does not enter. He doesn't even look at Whitney.
After all, Whitney is his ex-wife. How could he be so indifferent?
Although I don't like Whitney, wouldn’t Frances be too cold-blooded to act like this?
Lawrence is the one who enters directly.
"Aren’t you going in?" I can’t help it but ask him.
He turns his head, not answering my question. Instead, he raises his eyebrows while smiling. "You
want me to go in?"
I am speechless.
Do I want him to go in?
I don’t know.
Frances takes me to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. After arriving home from the hospital, he
remains silence.
The vibes between us are too weird recently.
As soon as I am home, I hear my phone ringing. I was in a hurry when I head out so I didn't bring my
phone.
I walk over to see who is calling.
Frances is one step ahead and picks up the phone on the sofa.
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