I'm so useless. I've never hated myself more.
I know I can't let anything bad happen to Penelope, but I can't draw anything now. What should I do?
Suddenly, someone sits down on the other side.
I can still recognize at a glance with my misty eyes that the person sitting opposite is Frances.
Why is he here?
I hurriedly wipe away my tears and look at him as if nothing has happened.
"What happen to Penelope?"
He frowns and asks softly.
Why does he know Penelope?
I always think that he doesn't know about Penelope's existence.
But now as he asks me like this, he obviously knows it.
He is Penelope's father, but he isn't deserve it at all.
I bite my lips and stubbornly shake my head at him, "Nothing."
"Jane, she is my child. I have the right to know about her." He says in a deep voice.
I have never thought of denying that Penelope is his child, but that doesn't mean that he has the right
to intervene.
If he really wants to know, how can I cover up?
He doesn't even know how serious Penelope's illness is. It means that he doesn't care at all. He has
never secretly investigated, which is obvious enough to show his unconcern.
"Frances, you don't have the right,"
I say coldly. Then I get up and walk out.
Suddenly, my wrist is pulled.
"Jane, what do you want?"
"What do I want?"
I turn around and look at his familiar face. I just feel ridiculous.
It is my fault to almost cost his life, but I already paid the price.
I suffered so much inhuman torture in prison.
When I gave birth to Penelope, I also had a close brush with death.
Most importantly, I lost the person I loved the most.
But now, he still keeps asking me what I want.
"I just want to stay away from you. I beg you not to disturb my life anymore. Frances, please, let me
go."
My heart is tightly clenched together, and tears cannot stop flowing down my cheeks.
How can he possibly know how painful my life is when he flirts with Hilda?
Frances stares at me with a deep gaze, but he finally lets go of my hand.
My tears never stop when I get back to my room from the coffee shop.
My emotions, which I exhaustively hide, are getting out of control because of Frances’ appearance.
If he makes me enchanted again and again, I think I can never forget him.
It doesn't matter to him, but this is too painful for me.
While dealing with Frances, I also worry about Penelope's situation. This makes me unable to calm
down.
I don't know how to design, either.
Luckily, Mindy finally calls me back.
I tell her about Penelope's condition. Then she immediately says that she will bear all of Penelope's
medical expenses.
I know that David is rich, and it is just a piece of cake for him to pay.
But David is Mindy's husband, not my husband. I don't want to owe him a favor.
I am pretty stubborn sometimes.
But, I am clear about owing a debt of gratitude.
"Mindy, I can't accept your money unconditionally. Besides, this isn't your money. It's David's. But now, I
want to borrow one hundred thousand from you to temporarily stabilize Penelope's condition. When I
have money, I'll definitely pay you back."
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