My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)

Chapter 37

Lance looked at me and thought for a while, then asked: “You like kids?”

I was stunned once again. I didn’t understand why he would ask me this question so suddenly

“I can’t say I like or don’t like, you don’t have a choice when it comes to being a parent one day.” This

was my answer.

But true enough, I can’t say I like nor doesn’t like kids. Maybe if one day I get my own child, I might

know my own answer.

“Weren’t you pregnant before, how could you say you’ve never been a mother?” Lance’s face turned

dark.

I was completely confused, why was he acting so strange?

“Then if you said it like that, you were once a father too. Any comments? Do you like kids?” I asked

back angrily.

Lance was shocked by my response and question. He paused for a brief moment and moved his lips.

Then he said: “Then it would depend on who’s the mother of my child.”

I got what he meant. He meant, if the child was given birth by Jennie Gomez, then of course he

wouldn’t like kids.

I’m not stupid.

I stopped talking to him to prevent embarrassing myself any further. I looked up at my drip-feeding

tube. Good, it was almost done. I pressed on the bell on my bench.

One more small tube and I could leave this man alone.

The nurse changed a new one for me and before she leave, she glanced at Lance again.

However, Lance didn’t even look at the nurse, she seemed a little disappointed.

I searched for a novel from the web and started reading. This way, I could forget about the man sitting

beside me.

Lance stopped watching the show and asked me: “Can I look through your album in your phone?”

My eyes opened wide and I stared at him, how the hell did he become a gentleman out of a sudden?

“If I say no, would you not?” I asked.

“Of course I will.” he shrugged his shoulder.

I rolled my eyes and said: “Then why even bother to ask?”

*Jennie, aren’t you getting braver and braver everyday? Since when did you have the guts to speak to

me like that?” he must have noticed my bad attitude and eye-rolling. Did he felt challenged by a low

worker?

“How do you want me to treat you? Should i have taken off my clothes and let the old man rape me last

night?” I asked him back. I still couldn’t let that incident off. I couldn’t get over it. To be honest, I felt that

I’m a cruel person, not to others, to myself. I kept hurting myself on the same wound again and again.

Lance face turned very pale, like he just saw a ghost.

A nurse called out suddenly. “Sir, your drip is done, why didn’t you press the bell?”

The nurse’s question got rid of our awkward atmosphere.

After changing to a new tube, Lance stopped looking or talking to me.

I was done with mine and I stood up to leave but was stopped by Lance. “Wait for me, I’m going to be

done soon.”

He already requested can I say no? I stayed and waited for him. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

When he was done with his, the nurse that kept glancing at him came over and blushed when she saw

his face. “Sir, can I get to know you?”

Lance looked at the nurse, put one hand around my shoulder and answered the nurse warmly: “Sorry,

my girlfriend here gets jealous easily. She doesn’t like it when I make female friends.”

I looked at the blushing nurse, then looked at Lance’s fake smile. I felt grossed out.

But what the hell? Girlfriend?