Perhaps Frances doesn't care about the child at all, but I can't do that.
Every time I think of my child, my heart hurts even more.
I can let go of the cruel things that Frances do to me.
But he can't just hurt my child.
I don't have the guts to imagine Frances as the mastermind behind that car accident... Will I really end
his life with my own hands?
Frances frowns.
His gaze looks full of uncertainty.
“What are you talking about? When did I ever tell Hamlin to do such thing? How could I do such thing
to our child?! I don't even know that we had a child, why didn't you tell me?”
I just look at Frances like that. I don't even know whether the grieve in his face is real or not.
I can't see through him and guess his thoughts.
Back then, he always hid something from me when I thought he didn't fool me.
So now, I choose not to believe any of his words.
I sneer and say, “Sorry, I won't believe anything you say, not even a single word!”
Will I dismiss it from my mind after he say that he's not the one who hurt me?
I was stupid for so long, but not anymore.
Frances helplessly looks at me, like he wants to say something but it just ends up with a sigh. He then
makes a call with his stern-looking face.
I subconsciously glance at his phone screen, and Hamlin is written on it.
He's calling Hamlin.
The call connects quickly, but Hamlin hangs up after two rings.
When Frances calls him again, he already turns his phone off.
Frances hangs up, holds both sides of my shoulders, and seriously says, “Jane, you have to believe
me... This has nothing to do with me! I will also investigate thoroughly since you said that Hamlin did it.
I won't let our child... Die in vain.”
His eyes look gloomy when talking about the child.
I don't want to look at his expression any longer, I don't want to hear his lies anymore either.
For me, he's just looking for Hamlin to make Hamlin as the scapegoat and clear his responsibilities
aside.
“Frances, no matter what you do, it's meaningless. No matter what, you're related to my child's death
and even if you kill Hamlin now, my child won't live again.”
My tears fall down as I say that.
Actually, that's the reason why I haven't stabbed him yet.
Even if I kill him, my child won't live again.
The only way I can retaliate against Frances is to make him miserable and make him feel the living hell.
But I suddenly am doubting the decision because he's such a cold-blooded person.
Is there anything or anyone in this world that he cares about?
“I'll go find Hamlin right away and let him explain it you clearly.”
Frances says that as he walks outside.
As expected, he's just like me.
At times like these, he just thinks of how to free himself from the responsibility.
In fact, he doesn't care about my child's life and death.
If he really cares about my child and if he really didn't do that... Shouldn't he be crying his heart out
right now?
But now, he has no other reaction than frowning.
What else can it be other than making a show?!
Okay then. I want to see how he'll continue his act!
“Frances, I'll go with you.”
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