Chapter 593: No One Can Get in Between Us

"No wonder Frances suddenly marries Hilda when he already loves you so much. It can't be real. I
knew it!"

Mindy says with certainty, slapping her thighs.

Easy to say in hindsight....

I roll my eyes at her and point it out.

"I remember it very differently when Frances and Hilda were together. You didn't say you knew it. You
said he was a bastard or something. Wait a minute! You have said that again one minute ago, haven't
you?"

I tilt my head and pretend to be recalling suspiciously.

Mindy knows she has made a fool of herself.

But she just turns around and glares at David, "Did I just say that, David? You didn't hear me say
anything bad about Frances, did you?"

With a puzzled look, David shakes his head, "I wasn't paying attention to you guys."

Was he?

How is that possible?

I know exactly how much he loves Mindy.

He literally wishes to memorize every word she says. How could he not listen? This is absurd!

He is spoiling Mindy so bad that he is even pretending to be deaf.



I can't tear apart such a sweet lie of his.

And what about me? Do I still have the chance to spend the rest of my life with Frances?

Thinking of him lying unconsciously in the hospital, I feel my heart sink.

Mindy immediately notices that something is wrong, "Jane, what's the matter?" she asks.

"Frances is still unconscious for an overdose of drugs. I'm not sure if he will wake up. Mindy, I'm glad
that he's still alive. But, I hope he's fine and nothing bad happens to him. I still have so much to say to
him, but I probably won't have a chance."

I'm weeping on her shoulder.

Mindy pats me on the shoulder and whispers to me, "There will be a chance, Jane. You love each other
so much that you're willing to die for each other. The heavens will be merciful to you."

Really?

I do hope it is true.

However, if everything in the world happens as people have wished, there won't be so many regrets at
all.

In the following days, I go to the hospital to see Frances every day.

His body is in stable condition, but he just doesn't wake up.

Every day I would stay by his side, hold his hand, and talk to him.

I hope he can hear me. I hope that one day he will suddenly wake up, hold my hand and never let go.



Two weeks have passed and Frances still hasn't woken up.

Hilda's verdict has finally been made.

She was sentenced to death.

This is good news for both of us.

On the day of the execution, I stand outside the wall and hear the gunshot.

Hilda is finally dead.

Everything seems to have settled.

No one can get in between Frances and me ever again.

I return to the hospital contentedly. When I arrive, I happen to see someone picking Frances up.

I know him. He's the closest to Frances.

When he sees me, he hands me a document.

"Ms. Noyes, Mr. Louis told me to give you this."

Everything seems to have settled.

Two weeks have passed and Frances still hasn't woken up.

Hilda's verdict has finally been made.

She was sentenced to death.

This is good news for both of us.

On the day of the execution, | stand outside the wall and hear the gunshot.
Hilda is finally dead.

Everything seems to have settled.

No one can get in between Frances and me ever again.

| return to the hospital contentedly. When | arrive, | happen to see someone picking Frances up.
| Know him. He's the closest to Frances.

When he sees me, he hands me a document.

"Ms. Noyes, Mr. Louis told me to give you this."

Everything seems to have settled.



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