My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason) novel Chapter 134

Chapter 134

He didn’t look good.

“What are you talking about? You know nothing! It wasn’t like how you saw it; I can explain.”

“Explain? I don’t need your explanation! What I saw wasn’t true? Tell what is true then! Tell me that when I was 5 years old you made me kneel in the snow wasn’t true. When I was 6 and you pushed my head into the swimming pool wasn’t true. You put a snake in my bed when I was 7 years old wasn’t true. You made me a juvenile when I was 12 years old. Tell me that the gangsters who tried to rape me wasn’t true! Lance Mason, you tell me, is all of this my imagination of is this true?”

I looked at him tears in my eyes.

He took a few steps back and almost tripped himself.

He didn’t dare to look at me so he quickly rushed up the stairs into his study room.

I wouldn’t be able to be with him even after I forgive him. I couldn’t just forget every bad thing he has done to me easily. I saw what he did every time I saw him. He was my nightmare.

The guards were still standing in front of the door blocking my way.

They couldn’t let me out without the permission of Lance Mason.

I just wanted to escape from this place that had so many bad memories. I still wanted to escape even though we have a child.

I started to understand my mom. She wanted a high-quality life and I want a happy and normal life. We are all  irresponsible.

But the difference between me and my mom is I will tell myself that I have a responsibility to take whenever I want to escape. The child is innocent and she doesn’t deserve to be abandoned.

I squatted down and started to cry.

The female butler, Annie came up to me and said, “Come on in, Miss Gomez, it’s cold out here.”

When she helped me out, my knees gave up on me and I leaned against her.

She sat me down on the sofa in the living room.

“Miss Gomez, the dinner is ready, you can have dinner now. But Mr. Mason said he doesn’t want to eat; he hasn’t eaten anything after he came. If you go and call him, he will listen to

you.”

Annie wanted me to go up there to ask Lance Manson to eat something. Funny that she would ask me this kind of thing. Didn’t she hear out fight just now?

I didn’t care if he starved to death.

“I am sorry, Annie I can’t help you. If he doesn’t want to let me go, please arrange another room for me now, I need to rest.”

I stood up from the sofa.

Annie looked at me awkwardly and asked, “You don’t want to have dinner, Miss Gomez?”

I nodded and said, “I want to rest now, thanks Annie.”

Suddenly Lance came out from his. study room with bloody eyes and walked down the stairs.

“Where is the dinner?” Annie quickly walked into the