My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance)

Chapter 118

Chapter 118 See Someone

My hair was messed up like a mad woman. “Can you tell me, what are you doing?”

Lance clenched his jaw hard.

“I don’t want to do anything, I just want you to follow me back, I have

something to tell you.”

I yelled at the driver, “Stop the car, or else I’ll jump!”

The driver locked the door immediately. What a jerk.

The car wasn’t on the way to the mansion, I was confuse. “Where are you bringing me?”

Lane calmed down and said, “I want you to meet someone, you will like her, I guess.”

He smiled when he said that. I

couldn’t believe my own eyes, he looked like he was sincerely happy and very loving when he spoke.

“I will not like anything related to you. Lance, I came back to settle my mom’s funeral. I don’t know if

you think I still owe you, but I don’t, don’t try to make my life harder anymore.”

“What we have between us is a pile of shit. But I know it is me who owe you. You don’t owe me

anything, it was me who treated you so horribly last time.” Lance explained.

I got even more confused when he said that

Why was he so different from last time?

“if you think you owe me, then please, let me go. I don’t want to see you or your family anymore. If you

still have a heart, please just, let me go. I don’t want to think of the history I had with you, every time I

see you, I am reminded by the dark past.” | nearly yelled at the last part. I thought he wouldn’t see me

again, and I thought | would only come back purely for mom’s funeral.

What did he want? Can’t he allow me to live my life?

“I know I treated you very badly, and I don’t want to do that to you anymore. I just want to bring you to

someone since you’re back. You will like her.” Lance was serious.

“I don’t want to see anybody, I won’t like anyone!” I didn’t know where Lance got his confidence, why

the hell would I like someone he forced me to

see.

The driver stopped his car. We arrived at a mansion, I stayed her

before.

Lance tried to carry me in forcefully but I yelled, “Don’t touch me I don’t want to go in!”

I had no choice but to followed behind him into this place. A puppy rushed towards us when we

reached the doorstep. It looked familiar.

Lance bent down and patted the pup, “Nini.”

Nini, my nickname, was it the puppy I bought last time? I remembered when I brought it home, he was

even smaller than this. I brought him to the mansion in California, but Lance didn’t allow nini to enter

because he’s allergic to dog fur.

After I left, I didn’t see it anymore.

Nini barked at me, it seemed to have forgotten about me.

Lance patted the pup. I thought,

was his allergic gone?

Lance looked up at me and asked, his eyes were filled with anticipation, “Do you remember this pup?

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I nodded, but I didn’t have too much feelings for this dog, I only took care of it fore a few days. Lane

didn’t just bring me here to see a dog, right?

“Didn’t you say you want me to meet someone? Hurry up, I’m busy.” I

chased him.

Lance patted the pup one last time and got up. “Let’s go, follow me.”

I followed him up the stairs and came across a room I once stayed in. Who would I need to meet in a

bedroom?

I was a little scared and I put up my guard. Lance was an animal……

I stopped walking and turned back

around to go back down. Lance grabbed my wrists, “What’s wrong?” he looked innocent.

I shook his hands off, but his grip was tight. “Lance, what are you going to do to me?”

“Nothing! Don’t misunderstand me!” Lance said with an innocent tone.

I scoffed coldly, “Enough, you bring me to a bedroom, who would I meet in a freaking bedroom?”

Lance knitted his eyebrows and said, “You really misunderstood me, I won’t touch you, because she is

sleeping, I want you to see her quietly, she’s very cute, you will love her!”

When Lance said ‘she’, his face light up..

Thad a weird feeling about this…… “Who is she?” I asked. “You’re already here, so you can trust me.

It’s either you walk, or I’ll carry you.” Lance threatened.

I gripped the railing of the stairs tightly. Lance noticed and furrowed his eyebrows. He seems to be

getting mad. “Do you think the guards will let you out of the house?”

I glared at him, mad.

“Wait for me downstairs, I’ll be done in a minute.” He then entered the bedroom. I sat in on the sofa,

waiting.

Very quickly, I heard footsteps. I saw Lance carrying a little baby girl in his hands. She was wearing a

pin dress.

So the person he wanted me to meet was the baby? Whose baby is

this? Is this his daughter?

Who’s the mother? Tiffany?

At that time, I never even thought that the child would be related to me.