"Ask her here. She hasn't recovered yet, so she can't go to the police station with you."
Frances says in a low voice.
One of the policemen recognizes Frances at a glance because he handled the matter of old Mr. Louis
last time.
He immediately calls the higher-ups and they immediately agreed.
Afraid of disturbing the doctor's operation, I go back to the ward with the police.
"Ms. Noyes. Ms. Whitney reported that you tricked her out of her home and caused a car accident to try
to kill her. Is this true?"
I am stunned and don't know how to answer.
If I admitted it, I would be convicted of a felony.
But if I don't admit it, this is the truth.
Frances who stands aside speaks up for me.
"It's not true. There's a child in Whitney's car. We are his parents. Jane is his mother. Do you think a
mother would do this regardless of the safety of her own child?"
His words leave the police tongue-tied.
The policeman flips through the records before continuing, "But there are text messages provided by
Ms. Whitney. The driver of the car also testified that Ms. Noyes' car was parked there at that time. After
seeing their car, she crashed towards them like crazy."
What they said is the truth. I don't even have a chance to refute it.
But I don't want to go to jail.
Earl is still in the operating room. He is still so young. I have a long life to spend with him. I absolutely
cannot leave him.
I have no choice but to look at Frances for help.
"I sent those text messages to Whitney. At that time, there was something wrong with my company, so I
let Jane go over first. Later, because I called and she was busy answering my phone, she didn't see
Whitney's car, so she crashed into it."
When Frances speaks, he is very calm. His serious appearance almost convinces me.
Sure enough, compared to Frances' sophistication, I am too simple.
Finally, after we made the record, the police went back unhappily.
"Frances, will I go to jail?" I ask worriedly.
"I told you that I would protect you." Frances grips my hand tightly and smiles at me.
I nod and continue to wait outside the operating room.
After staring at the door of the operating room for two hours, the door finally is opened.
The doctor walks out and says to us, "The operation went smoothly. Your child is out of danger now.
Let him be in the intensive care unit for another day today. If the condition is stable, you could transfer
him to the general ward tomorrow."
I nod. I don't take my eyes off the child until he is in the intensive care unit.
Although the doctor said that the child was out of danger, I couldn't be at ease for a moment before he
comes out of the intensive care unit.
I didn't sleep that night.
By dawn, the doctor comes and tells me that they have transferred the child to the general ward.
I hurriedly rush towards the ward and run to the hospital bed. I hold Earl's small hand tightly and am
reluctant to let go for a moment.
Fortunately, Earl is fine. He has finally returned to my side.
After half a month in the hospital, we take Earl home.
When old Mr. Louis sees Earl, he is extremely happy. However, afraid of hurting Earl, he could only
carefully carry Earl around.
Earl is the great-grandson of old Mr. Louis, and old Mr. Louis likes him very much.
But in my mind, I still can't help but think of what old Mr. Louis said to me that day.
Judging from his indifferent attitude towards me now, he must have made up his mind to let Frances
and me divorce.
However, I don't want to leave Frances.
Now that the three of us are finally reunited, how can I leave Frances at this time?
Frances is downstairs talking to old Mr. Louis about Earl's situation. Sabina wants to come over to see
Earl, but because old Mr. Louis is there, she could only watch from afar.
I go upstairs alone, wanting to put on the ring I took off that day.
But after searching the entire room, I don't see the ring.
I clearly remember that I took it off and put it on the bedside table. Where is it now?
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