Jane Pittman True Story Novels & Stories

"Do you know that I spent two hours jumping up and down with my legs open alone in the bathroom? Do you know how many times I've washed myself? Do you know how many emergency, or long-term contraceptive pills I've taken? My body has already become immune to those, but you still won't use any protection! Haven't you realized how easily I got pregnant in the past one to two years? I wanted to bear your children, Alex, but not to the extent that I would secretly go about doing that when you are not willing to let me, only so I can threaten you with the child! I've been with you for almost eight years! I know you! An unborn child aside, even if I manage to give birth to this child, they would qu

He would only attach a sentence to the summary report of the case: Isaac Litt committed suicide in the process of being arrested, fearing guilt. After the team was dismissed, Harvey did not go back to the police station with them, but immediately brought Alex and Big Ken to Jane Simpson's house. Jane was in a state of shock and was still in a trance, so she stayed in the bedroom with her mother as she was still traumatized. Her father learned of Jane's rescue and expressed his gratitude to his benefactors, Alex and Big Ken. Alex just wanted to check on Jane's condition and did not come to take credit, so he took his leave after exchanging pleasantries.

Nothing about it was fair any more. These past few years Jane had begun to accept the fact that she wasn't one of the Waleskis. And she had started writing a book called the Unfair Life of Jane, Plain, and Short. It wasn't a real book, just a list of experiences and even that made Jane wonder whether the universe had something in the particular against her. For example:

Silence filled the room for nearly ten minutes. Then Dravyn straightened slightly in his seat and spoke. “Why were you there?” Jane’s eyes filled instantly. “I was set up by my family, and thrown out of the house.” Her voice broke. Then she began to explain everything. The gala, the fake evidence, the arrest, the truth about being adopted, the men sent after her. With every word, her tears increased. When she was done, Dravyn moved closer and pulled her into a hug. His jaw tightened again as he held her, slowly, he patted her back.

He opened a screenshot of the transfer and held up his phone. "Here's the record. I didn't spend a dollar. It's all still there. I'm innocent!" Jane sat on the floor with her hair unkempt and empty eyes. She watched one accomplice after another all turn against her. Her lips trembled as she mumbled, "It's over... It's all over..." She lost all strength to resist. I stood up and smoothed my skirt, then looked down at Thomas. "Thomas, we have witnesses and evidence. What else do you have to say?"

She got into their car and the middle aged man introduced himself as Peter Winston and his wife as Miranda Winston. Coincidentally, they were both immigrants from the same country and had settled down in W County in their youth. When they arrived at the hospital, Peter and his wife prepared to go for their checkup. Jane thanked them after leaving her contact details with them, making a note to extend her gratitude to them after finding her husband. Peter Winston also told Jane that she and her husband were welcome as guests anytime. Jane smiled as they all walked into the hospital. She had not expected to bump into a pale faced Brock Davenport.

Sean’s delightful smile froze. He stared at the woman beneath him in disbelief… What did she say? “I’m sure you know this, Mr. Stewart. I, Jane Dunn, have been to prison. I’m an ex-convict with criminal records. This is an unchangeable fact. “The relationship that Mr. Stewart and I share is just like that of a hooker and a client.” She took the initiative to push the quilt away. With a snake-like arm, she approached Sean and wrapped her arm around his neck. At this moment, Jane was a smidge more bewitching than usual.

She dared not say a word. She wasn't the same as what she used to be. Back then, I begged her to testify for me. She said arrogantly to me, "I am filming in another city!" "Tell me! Why did Mr. Mitaka introduce his resources to you? What did you do?" A lot of things had been over even so, the wound didn't heal. "I'll get off the plane right away." Jane, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible.

Liam asked, genuinely curious now. "Father of Janet, your friend's helper," she continued. "He went to church more often than the priest himself. Paid his tithes religiously, acted righteous every single day. But they still threw his ass in federal prison for civil rights fraud and embezzlement. The most unimaginable crimes I never would have believed he was capable of."

Jane got into the house and slammed the door, thankfully there was no one in sight, they must have gone to bed, she thought She got into her room and slumped on the floor, she wanted nothing more in the world right now than to cry her eyes out, she felt so hurt at the moment She wishes she could go back in time and stop she and Cassie from leaving the orphanage that morning, maybe if they had left the next day, she would never have been raped by that monster and they would still be together by now Only God knows where Cassie must be at the moment, what is she doing right now, she misses her friend so so much, that she can't help but just cry out all her anger and frustration Jane woke up to