My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)

Chapter 166

My Love My Hatred Chapter 166

His smiley face changed to an

angry one.

I pushed his hand away and said, “Wait for a second, I need to wash my face.”

I walked into the mansion and went to the washroom. I washed my face and looked at my reflection

on the mirror. I used to look good back then, and now | looked so soulless.

I didn‘t want to see the Mason‘s mansion, his father, his grandma and also Leo, but I need to face my p

roblems.

I tilted my head up and tried to show him my best smile.

Lance walked into the washroom and said, “What is taking you so long?”

I smiled at him and said, “I don‘t look good so I wanted to apply some light make–

up. I need to take care of my image since your grandma doesn‘t like me.”

“Grandma is older now; she might be hard on you but please just try to bear with her.” Lance said.

I nodded and said, “I know.”

He caressed the top of my head and said, “I will reward you if you listen to me.”

“What reward? Will you let me go?” I asked without thinking.

His face turned into an angry one in a matter of seconds.

I quickly said, “I was joking, where would I go? We have a child to raise.”Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

He looked at me seriously and said, “Do you really think so?”

I shrugged and said, “What could I do more?”

I was being honest; he knew that I would have left if I could..

I didn‘t have to act like I like him, my acting skills are too bad, he would have known that I

was fooling him.

“I don‘t want to hear words like that anymore. You will only be happier when you are with me.”

He said and led me out of the washroom.

I will be happier staying with him? I didn‘t think I will.

Lance drove his own

car and there were no guards following us. He wasn‘t afraid that someone would try to harm

us?

He opened the drawer in front of the passenger seat and pulled a gun out of it. He has a gun.

Lance Mason noticed my expression and he threw the gun on my lap. I was terrified by his action.

“People like me holding a gun is normal. It‘s not illegal either.”

I picked the gun up bravely and looked at it closely.

“Do you have a bullet in it?” || asked.

Lance looked at me for a second and smiled, “Of course, you can take a try.”

He arched his eyebrow.

I looked at that gun in my hand and Tpointed it at his head.

Lance Mason was not afraid; he just kept driving and smirked. It made me

feel like I was just holding a toy gun.

“Is this gun even real?” I asked him. I didn‘t believe he wasn‘t afraid that I would lose my mind

and kill him.

He moved his face closer to me