I don't even dare to imagine how long these painful days will last.
Knowing that Penelope's illness is so serious, and even not knowing how much longer she can live,
how can I bear to be separated from her forever?
If this continues, there might never be a chance for us to see each other again.
However, I also know very well that the decision Frances makes is the best.
Before I know the truth, I might have misunderstood his motive. But now, I understand everything. I
should believe in his decision.
In the end, I can only take a deep breath and hold back my tears, whispering to him, "Frances, is this
the only way? I'm really reluctant to part with you and our children. I'm afraid I won't be able to control
myself."
"You can do it. For the sake of my and our children's safety, you can do it. Darling, wait for me. Also,
you can't tell anyone what I told you today. The less people know about this, the safer you and the
children will be. I even hope that your memories will be erased immediately and you will forget what I
said."
"However, before that, Jane, can you take good care of yourself? You've lost too much weight in the
past year, and you're haggard. I feel really distressed when I look at you."
He lowers his head and kisses me on the lips.
I finally calm down a little, and I nod at him.
Only then does he let go of me. He walks to the trashcan, picks up the photo again, and hands it to me.
"You have found this photo, and it also reminds me that there are still loopholes. I couldn't help but
miss you, so I always looked at it before. Now I think it's better to give it to you. When everything is
over, you can return it to me."
I nod and carefully put the picture back in my bag.
Frances frowns slightly and looks at me, saying, "Now I have to become the person you hate again.
Jane, are you ready?"
Is he going to treat me coldly again and pretend to love Hilda?
I'm not ready, and I don't want to be ready at all.
However, I also know that I have no other choice.
I have to nod to Frances and whisper, "I'm ready. However, can you give me one more minute to hug
you?"
I reach out and hug Frances tightly.
I haven't been able to hug him like this for more than a year.
I listen to his attractive heartbeat and enjoy this moment.
I am reluctant to leave. I hope this minute will never pass.
However, time always passes faster than I imagine.
One minute passes quickly.
Frances gently pushes me away, with his eyes filled with reluctance.
Then, I am pushed to the ground.
I know that I will have to suffer those torments again.
Unwilling to face this, I can't help but shed tears.
However, in my heart, there is still hope.
As long as I'm willing to wait, that day will come sooner or later, won't it?
Frances walks to the door and opens it. He shouts to the outside, "Security! Come over and drag this
crazy woman away!"
Soon, the security guard comes over.
When he sees me, his face is filled with fear.
He seems to be the one who drove me away last time.
"Sorry! Why is she here again?" The security guard looks at Frances and says with trepidation.
"How do I know it?" Frances snorts coldly. His tone is filled with anger. "If I see this woman here again,
you will be fired! Take her away quickly!"
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