My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason) novel Chapter 127

Lance started to speak, “Why would you guys need to eat so much? You wouldn’t be using any energy when you sleep or are you guys going to do something dirty tonight?”

Ismashed my fork down forcefully and looked at him, “You used to say that I am just a clown, now if I have a mirror, I really want to show you who the clown is right now!”

Lance flipped the bowl of noodles and it stained mine and Javier’s clothes.

Javier was quick to pull me away and glared at Lance intensely, “What do you think you are doing! If you like her, you wouldn’t hurt her like just now!”

“Hurt her?” Lance laughed coldly at his words and said, “Are you playing   dumb or what? Don’t you know the relationship between me and her? She’s been pregnant twice with my children! Why do you have so much interest in her! There are so many clean women out there yet you chose this woman!”

Javier swung his fist across Lance’s nose and his nose started to bleed.

“Are you even a man?! Speaking of the woman who has given birth to your child like that! No wonder she doesn’t

love you!”

Javier’s words triggered Lance. He swung his fist across Javier’s face and grabbed his collar, “Love me or not she is still the woman I f*cked and she even bared my children twice! Who do you think you are!”

Lance talked like that to me so

many times that I lost count. But this   Don’t you know the relationship between me and her? She’s been pregnant twice with my children! Why do you have so much interest in her! There are so many clean women out there yet you chose this woman!”

Javier swung his fist across Lance’s nose and his nose started to bleed.

“Are you even a man?! Speaking of the woman who has given birth to your child like that! No wonder she doesn’t

love you!”

Javier’s words triggered Lance. He swung his fist across Javier’s face and grabbed his collar, “Love me or not she is still the woman I f*cked and she even bared my children twice! Who do you think you are!”

Lance talked like that to me so

many times that I lost count. But  time, he humiliated me in front of Javier. I have always asked God what I have done to deserve all of this.

A loud bang was heard and the bowl of noodles was banged against Lance Mason’s head.

He turned around and looked at me. He didn’t faint like how they always do in dramas. He looked at me like he couldn’t believe I did that to him.

He then laughed coldly.

Javier quickly rushed to me and asked if I was okay.

Lance Mason took out his phone without minding the blood rushing down from his head and called someone, “Cops? There are people trying to hurt me, the address….”

The cops came and the three of us were being captured because Lance told the cops that it was Javier who

banged his head with the bowl but I told them it was me.

Javier pulled me over and told me not to talk anymore. He knew what Lance wanted to do.

Lance Mason made another call and the cops were fast to arrest Javier. Javier could be in the prison for a year if Lance Mason really wanted to sue him.

I shouted at the cops who arrested Javier and said, “Shouldn’t you cops investigate before you arrest someone?! There are fingerprints of mine on the broken bowl! I am the one who hurt Lance Mason! You should arrest me not him!”

I was shouting at the cops like a mad woman but they still brought Javier back with them. I knew all of this was Lance Mason’s doing, he was triggered by me and Javier because we acted so   sweet in front of him, but I never knew he would do this. I regret it a lot.

“If you have anything you are not happy with, hurt me all you want, Lance Mason! Don’t hurt my friend!” I shouted

at him.

“Now he has become a friend? So, he isn’t your boyfriend then? Have you been sleeping around with all your male friends?”

He was still being him, never stop humiliating me, this was the real Lance

Mason.

“That’s my business, not yours.” || was speechless.

“Do you think I want to mind your business? If you aren’t the mother or my child, I wouldn’t care about you so much. If you aren’t Lexi’s mother, wouldn’t care if you become a whore.”

This isn’t the first time he called me

a whore; I just didn’t expect that he

would still use the worst name to call me after such a long time.

I laughed at him coldly and said, “Yeah, you are right, I am a whore, my mother was a whore and what about my

child?”