My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)

Chapter 160

I thought he would open it and see what I wanted to show him but he didn‘t. He just deleted the app.

“Do you think you can provoke me by doing this? Childish.” Lance Mason said.

I assumed that he wouldn‘t want to see it because he didn‘t want to get mad at Leo Mason.

He must be very sorry for slapping Leo Mason earlier. Oh yea, I forgot to mentioned the

most interesting part, Lance Mason slapped Leo Mason, his baby brother, for the first time ever.

His brother, whom he loves most in the world.

“Are you avoiding the problem?” | asked sarcastically.

Lance Mason sat down on the sofa beside the bed. He looked very tired.

“When are you going to stop all of these, Jennie?” His voice sounded

weak.

I laid on the bed looking at the drip and thought, I wouldn‘t be here if it wasn’t him.

It seems like all the miserable things that happened in my life were because of Lance Mason.

I wouldn‘t be able to forget something that has hurt me so much easily.

“You are the one who should stop, Lance Mason. Aren‘t you feeling any guilt for doing all those bad thin

gs to

me?”

I said and saw him lowered his hand. He ran both his hands through his hair, like he was very frustrate

d.

Did he feel frustrated because of what I said?

He spoke after a

few seconds of pure silence, “I am 34 now and you are not young anymore, Jennie. We

don‘t have much time to waste on these meaningless conversations and behaviours.”

“What are things that are meaningful then? Lying under you and spreading my legs for you whenever y

ou want? Is this what you call meaningful?”

I didn‘t sound like a woman who was in her twenties. I sounded

like an old woman who was always mean.

I didn‘t know if it was Lance who had changed me or was it the time.

Thated myself like this.

“We are husband and wife and that is how a couple‘s life is. Why do you Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

have to make it so dirty?”

“I am not your wife!”

I shouted at him after hearing what he said.

Let‘s not forget about the fact that I hadn‘t even married him. Even if he forced me to do so, he would

never be a husband for me!

I wouldn‘t accept him as my husband.

“Fine. I don‘t want to waste our time on arguments.”

Lance said and laid his head on the sofa while covering his eyes with his hand.

I was tired too and I didn‘t have any more energy to argue with him.

So, I laid down and took a rest.

I left with Lance after the third bottle of drip was finished.

I could only follow him because had no money. Otherwise, I would freeze to death out there.

I got into Lance‘s car and he just drove in silence.