In My Desperate Time

Silvia has been sent to the operating room. Frances and I wait anxiously outside.
Soon, news comes from the police station.
Sure enough, Frances’ car is rigged.
The police have checked the surveillance cameras, but it happens to be a dead end and they can’t see anything.
They only see a man in a black coat and hat hurrying in and out of the parking lot.
He seems to be the suspect.
Moreover, I vaguely feel that his target is not Silvia.
After all, it is Frances' car.
How can the murderer predict that Silvia would drive that car?
However, regardless of whomever his target is, this whole thing is terrifying.
"Frances, who could have done this to the car?"
I stand outside the operating room and ask Frances worriedly.
Originally, I think that everything has ended after Hilda's death.
But who would have thought that such a thing would happen again?
My heart that has been settled for a long time becomes restless again.
Soon, the doctor comes out.
Fortunately, Silvia is fine.
However, she lost the child.
She hasn't woken up. I don’t know how she’s going to face this hurtful news after she wakes up.
She, like me, has to hurt the man she loves the most in order to protect her child.

If she knows that the child has gone, how desperate will her be like?
I'm a little worried about her.
Frances goes aside to make a phone call, probably investigating this matter.
I don’t know what I can do to help, so I go to the ward and wait for Silvia to wake up.
In this way, I can at least comfort her in the first place and prevent her from doing anything stupid.
About half an hour later, Silvia wakes up.
The first thing she asks when she wakes up is Lawrence’s whereabouts.
I haven't received any news about him yet, but I still feel that Lawrence shouldn't be dead.
In any case, a crime scene shouldn't be this clean.
As for what exactly happens, I don't know.
Now that Silvia insists that she has killed Lawrence, she already feels guilty and awful enough. If she finds out that her child has
gone, she would probably collapse.
"Silvia, think about it carefully. What exactly happened between you and Lawrence in the apartment? If you really killed him, how
could there be no blood at all?"
Silvia suddenly becomes extremely excited. She wraps her head in her hands and shouts at me loudly, "I don't know, don't ask
me! Don't ask me! Lawrence, I killed Lawrence! I really killed Lawrence!"
The doctor hurries in and injects Silvia with a tranquilizer.
She falls asleep again. I let out a sigh, get up, and walk out.
When I reach the door, Frances’ phone call has just finished.
He walks over and says to me seriously, "Lawrence isn't dead. I just called to confirm that. As for Silvia, I reckon it's similar to
what happened to Whitney before. She must have been stimulated by something that caused her nerves to go haywire. As for
what kind of stimulation it was, we'll only know after she gets better."

"What about the blood on her body? What’s happened?"
"Who knows? Let's talk about this later. There are more important things right now. I've already found out the cause of this car
accident."