In My Desperate Time

Chapter 488: Have I Become A Horrible Person?

As instructed by the doctor, I go out to buy medicine.

When I come back, I discover that Hilda and Frances are kissing each other on the bed, naked.

With a thud, the medicine in my hand falls to the ground.

Frances looks up at me, then at Hilda, who is beneath him, and jumps down from the bed in a hurry.

He explains, "Jane, it's you!"

"Who else could it be other than me?" I say coldly and roar at Hilda, who is on the bed. "Hilda, get off!"

I can't bear it anymore!

I just left for a while yet Hilda was on bed with Frances.

I can't imagine what will happen if I come back later!

"Jane, listen to me."

"Don't. Tell her to fuck off. I feel disgusted!"

Hilda gets off the bed and looks at Frances with teary eyes.

In the end, she sheds tears out of grievance and gets out.

"Jane, I was muddled because of the fever. I mistook her for you. I didn't know I would be like this. Trust me."

Frances holds my hand and says anxiously.

Ignoring him, I pick up the medicine on the ground, pour some water and hand the pills to him.

"Since you're muddled, take the medicine."

Actually, I believe in Frances.

It isn't unexpected for Hilda to take advantage of this situation.

But anyone who saw the scene just now would be displeased.

If this continues, they will really have sex. If they have a child, everything will be over.

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Frances takes the medicine and explains to me.

"Jane, you have to believe me. If I knew that it was Hilda, I would definitely not have done that."

"Forget it. Think about what you did."

I roll my eyes at Frances and say unhappily.

Just thinking about the obscenity just now made me sick.

Hilda's provocative intention becomes more and more obvious.

However, Frances still can't see through her venomous thoughts. I'm at a loss with him.

If this continues, I don't know what to do to clear Frances' mind.

During this day, I didn't talk much to Frances.

It is not because of rage, but because of scare.

I keep sending text messages to Mindy, asking for her help.

Mindy replied, "How about I tell David to take care of her? It's not difficult to kill."

Her idea gives me a fright.

However, I am somewhat convinced.

Has my fear of Hilda reached the point where I can't wait for her to disappear from this world?

Since when have I become such a horrible person?

I shake my head and wipe this terrible thought out. I reject Mindy's idea.

For me, the best solution is to let Hilda leave Frances.

However, in what way can he see through Hilda's mask?

I'm a little confused.

Frances hasn't been to the company for the past two days and has been working at home.

He often stays up until four or five o'clock in the morning. I feel heartbroken for him, but I can help him with nothing but be anxious.

Hilda hasn't gone upstairs since that day, but when she meets me, she is still very calm.

I don't know how big her heart is so that she can keep calmness after doing that filthy thing.

What really scares me is a call from Mindy on the night before my wedding.

"Jane, do you know who Hilda met when she returned to the United States?"