My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance)

Chapter 183

My Love My Hatred Chapter 183

He sounded like he was begging me, pleasing me......

His sudden soft attitude must have softened my heart for a moment too because the harsh words I was

about to throw at him went back down into my throat. I couldn‘t bring myself to speak those words to

him at that moment.

At this moment, I realized we have changed. Lance was different, I was also different. We were not the

same anymore.....

I didn‘t say a single word and he went back up the stairs. I followed behind him and we got on the bed.

I was always impressed by how both of us were able to sleep on the same bed, since we were always

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each other.

“Lance, can I ask you something?” “What?”

In the bedroom, it was dim, the yellow lights made the room felt soft and warm.

But the two people in the room were very cold. Heart was cold.

“Last time, when we also slept on the same bed, did you want to choke me to death all the time?”

He used to choke me or pull my hair all the time back then. We were like cats and dogs, always

fighting.

He turned to face me and asked, “I should be asking you the same question, did you want to choke me

to death? You slapped me like hell yesterday, how did it feel?”

Seems like he was still a little conscious, seeing that he knew |

slapped him.

“Not bad, feels good. So you want revenge?” I asked, winking.

He pinched my nose and smiled, “I don‘t want revenge. You‘re the type to hold a grudge, I don‘t want

you going around telling people that I abuse you.”

“Oh, so you admit that you abuse me?” I asked.

He laid on his back and entwined our fingers together, his thumb softly circling on top of my hands. i

remember reading a book which says if a man loves you, he would do things such as entwining your

fingers together, play with you hair......

Yes, I admit Lance had been constantly showing his affection to me through words, telling me that he

loves me, but I still didn‘t feel anything for him

at that time.

“Jennie, this is double standard, why can you hit me and I can‘t hit you? We are even now.” Lance

said.

What the hell? Even? I don‘t think

SO!

“I don‘t want to talk to you anymore, you always find a way to make everything seem fine in your way.” |

said.

Lance ignored what I said and pulled me into him further, then he lowered his head on my neck and

gave me wet kisses all over.

Every time he kisses me, he looked at me like I was the most beautiful girl in the world, seriously?

His lips slowly moved up to mine and bit my bottom lips, his lifted his gaze and stared at me with lust in

his eyes. But to be honest, he has very beautiful eyes.

He bit my lips harder and I gasped in pain, he then shoved his tongue into my mouth and started to

conquer my mouth. He knew I would bite him, so he would not put his tongue too deep into my mouth.

He couldn‘t have sex with me, but this pervert man thought of a new way to satisfy his own sexual

needs. So he closed my legs together and raised it up, he made me a “L” position. Then instead of

putting himself into me, he thrust in and out of my closed legs, in between my thighs.

The only man who would do this in the middle of the night instead of sleeping is Lance.

The next day when I woke up, Lance Mason was already out, Lexi woke up too.

Whenever Lexi saw me nowadays,

she would reach out her hands to me, asking me to carry her. I would say, “Kiss me.” And she would

kiss my cheeks so that I would carry her, so adorable.

After breakfast, I carried Lexi around, I‘m her mother, I should carry and interact with her more.

I was in the playroom with Lexi, playing with her, when the butler came in and handed me my phone,

“Mrs Mason, your phone is ringing.”

I thanked her and took the phone. It was a stranger‘s number. It rang for a long time.

I didn‘t pick up, but it continued ringing. After a long time, I decided to answer the call. A female voice

sounded through the phone, she sounded familiar.

“Ms Gomez, do you know who I

am?”

Haha......of course, the woman who slapped me so hard in public. She sounded exceptionally calm

today.

“Are you going to apologise?” | asked. I knew she wouldn‘t, but I still asked anyway.

Tiffany scoffed and said, “Wait for a thousand years for me to apologize, joke.”

Crazy bitch.

“Did you call me just to scold me?” Tasked.