My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance)

Chapter 95

Chapter 95 Miscarried?

“N-No, why would I be crying?”

“Quit lying, you are crying, just listen to your voice. Where are you? I’ll come fetch you.” He demanded.

I told him where I was and hung up. I used the bed sheet to wipe away my tears and put everything

back to the box.

I sat on the small sofa to wait for Lance.

Lance arrived in 20 minutes. I opened the door to let him in. His face looked pale and he had dark

circles under his eyes, he doesn’t get them easily even though he didn’t sleep well. Seems like he had

been having a good time with his wife every night.

That’s good too at least he wouldn’t have the energy to humiliate me now.

“Why are you here?” He asked with a serious voice.

I didn’t look at him and said, “I was afraid that it would be smelly if I didn’t come back from time to time,

so I just came here to have a look.”

He didn’t say anything. He closed the door forcefully and carried me to the small sized sofa, he quickly

came on top of me.

I knew what he wanted to do without even thinking more. I had been together with him for a long time

now. He had a schedule for his sex life. He would have sex with me 5 times in a week and he wouldn’t

do it on Monday and Friday.

When he was in good mood, he would pound me 3 or 4 times a day, and if he was not in the mood he

would do me 1 or 2 times, then take a bath before he sleeps.

I didn’t feel right to be sleeping with him right now. He was sleeping with his wife all these days until he

looked so exhausted. Just thinking about sharing the same man with another woman makes me feel so

dirty.

“What are you thinking?” He asked while biting on my lips.

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“Answer me!” He snapped and bit harder on my lip that it started to bleed.

He liked to bite on my lips until it bleeds, it was like he be happy every time I was in pain.

I licked my lips and said, “Nothing, I was just wondering if you need any rest, you look

He slowly moved his hand to the top of my thighs and kiss my lips again. Then, he slide into me

impatiently.

My period had been delayed a few days; I might be pregnant.

His movements were aggressive. He had always been aggressive while f*cking me like he wanted me

dead.

I felt pain forming in my stomach. Just when he was about to finish, his big hand gripped my side. I was

slowly falling apart because of the pain from my belly, and suddenly my world fell dark. My hands on

his shoulder slowly slide down.

I wanted to see what his reaction was when I fainted. Maybe he would just stand up calmly and call the

ambulance?

****** When I woke up again, I was in the private ward.

I recalled being here before when he had fever last time. Was he guilty that he made me miscarriage

so he let me use his private ward?

I was alone in the ward and still felt pain in my stomach.

I put my hand on my flat abdomen and thought Another baby died in my stomach:

The door was opened by Lance suddenly. When he walked into the ward, he looked paler and his eyes

were bloodshot. I turned my head to another side not wanting to look at him. I hope he felt guilty for

killing his own baby.

I was upset that I lost another baby from me. It was like a part of me had gone with the baby.

I felt Lance slowly approach me and when the other side of the bed sank, I knew he was sitting on the

bed, I hoped he would say something.

“Do you know you are pregnant earlier? Did you purposely plan to not tell me, Jennie Gomez?” His

voice was ice cold.

I never thought that the first word he said to me will be this.

I thought he would say, ‘Does it hurt still? Do you need anything? I will give it to you no matter what!

Just like the time when he accidentally burnt me with his cigarette.