"What do you think?"
Frances doesn't answer, he asks a question in return.
Whitney seems to be very disturbed, her brows are knitted, and she suddenly looks at me.
Then she looks at Lawrence, and looks as if she doesn't know what to do.
Lawrence walks to her, takes her hand, and says to her, "Don't be afraid, I am here, no matter what
happens, I will not allow anything to happen to you."
Frances looks at them with an empty expression, he doesn't show any reaction.
Or maybe, he just doesn't have any feelings for Whitney anymore.
I really don’t know, what he actually cares about in this world.
Frances looks at Whitney with stone cold eyes, and says in a deep voice, "I will not tell anyone that
Earl is your child, but if you ever do anything to Jane again, I will not let it go easily!"
"You know that the child..." Whitney pauses, but doesn't continue.
I don't know if it is just my imagination, but I suddenly see her exhale, and mumble to herself, "At least,
he doesn't know."
Then, she looks at me with a meaningful look.
"Jane, do you think you will be happy marrying Frances? You will not, you will suffer your whole life.
Hahahaha, in the end, I won. Since you already know that Earl is my child, I will fight to get his custody
back!"
Whitney is madly laughing.
Frances' brows are knitted, he looks like he is suppressing his own emotions.
But I know, Whitney is right, being with Frances, I will suffer forever. Even I don't know when this will
have en end.
Whenever I look at him, I remember my baby's death. I will never forgive him for that.
But, will Whitney really get the custody of her child back? I thought she doesn't like the child? Why
does she want to do that?
I suddenly start to worry for the child.
Lawrence takes Whitney's hand and already pulled her away, but I still stand there, in my thoughts,
clenching the end of my shirt in my hands.
"Don't listen to her, she will never take the child away from me."
I nod, but my worries are still there.
Whitney is a crazy woman, if she starts to act crazy, she is really scary.
I have lunch with Frances, still burdened in my heart, then we go back to his office.
In the afternoon, Frances is busy with his work, it seems he hasn't paid attention to me.
But I know, every move I do, he can see it.
Since he already knows about me drawing the designs, I will not hide it anymore, and keep drawing
them.
Just before it's time to get off work, I look at Frances, who is still busy with work.
I open a new document, and write in big letters "Frances asshole".
To make it more visible for him, I keep the document on my screen.
After work, I can see that Frances looks very gloomy.
I think, he must have definitely seen it, but he cannot yell at me, so he has no choice but to swallow his
anger.
Seeing him so beaten, makes me feel really good.
I am so bloated, that I cannot hold back my laughter when sitting in the back of the car.
"What are you laughing about so happily?"
Frances suddenly asks me, his gloomy expression is the exact contrary compared to my happy face.
"Nothing."
I hold back my smile, and answer with a cold voice, then I turn to look out the window.
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