My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance)
Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Baby?

I stared at the white ceiling of the ward, there was a glass lamp on the ceiling reflecting me and Lance Mason.

I could see the back of his hair and my emotionless face.

"Have you been planning this? To make me kill my own child? Do you want me to live in guilt forever?" He said while pinching my chin between his fingers, he looked angry.

I looked at his bloodshot eyes and said, "Will you be guilty? No, you won't. You might want a child now but the child will never be from me. You told me before, the child I carry will always be an illegitimate child he/she will die anyway. You wouldn't be sad if you lose this child, Lance Mason. Let alone feel guilty towards me, because that's who you are. How would I dare give birth to this child?" With that, a tear rolled down.

He was sitting on the bed looking at me. Not so angry anymore. What I said to him just now was what he told me before.

I thought I saw a glimpse of hurt in his eyes, but who am I kidding? Why would he be hurt? He should be happy that the child was gone. If he wanted a child, he could have it with his wife and not me, the mistress.

"You wanted that child?" Lance asked me after minutes of silence.

I softly rubbed my abdomen which was still in pain. I couldn't deny that I love that child, but I couldn't imagine giving birth to Lance Mason's child too. If it wasn't the child of Lance Mason, of course I wanted that baby.

"I want this baby but I can't, I know what I am to him." This is his words he said before and now I use it to answer him.

Lance looked at me intensely and said, "So you wanted it?" he asked again.

At this moment, I didn't want to talk about the child I had just lost, it was too much for me.

I was in pain and he felt happy, his features slowly turned to a good mood. How cruel was this man?

"Torturing you will make me feel good you said, how do you know that?" He placed

⚫ his hand on my heart and asked, "By your heart?"

I didn't let out a word and I know I was right. But looking at him acting like this made me felt like I was wrong.

Lance let out a cold laugh and said, "Oh, how could I forget that you gave your heart to someone else so that makes you a heartless woman.”

He sounded so cold. He had been talking weird things and I wouldn't think too much about his words anymore.

He got up from the bed and started to pace around the ward, he looked like he was frustrated. I didn't piss him off right?

When he sat down again, he placed his large hand on my stomach and rubbed it ever so softly. I was surprised by his action; he was so gentle.

"The baby is still here!" He looked into my eyes and said.

"W-what do you mean?"

"The baby is still here! If you want to have it, have it then."

"Really? The baby is still with me?" I asked after I calmed myself down.

Lance nodded slowly and seemed like he had been thinking about the baby, "The doctor said the baby was strong and if you want to give birth to this baby, do it then. I can afford raising a child."

Of course he can afford it, he can raise ten children at once and didn't have to even worry about the money, let alone one.

Even though he had agreed to let me have this baby, I couldn't. The reason is it was his child. The man that I hated so much. I couldn't give birth to his baby.

With the lack of my response he started to talk sarcastically, "Why aren't you speaking? You weren't so happy that the baby is still alive?"

His hand was still on my stomach and he slowly balled his hand into a fist and said, "I can help you if you don't want this baby, one punch and he/she will be gone."

I looked at his fist and said, "I know you don't want this child, but can you arrange an abortion for me? I wouldn't be able to take your punch; it will be a lot of pain....."

I wasn't able to finish my sentence when I heard a loud bang beside my face. His fist landed just beside my face.

I widened my eyes and looked at this angry man.

My chin was suddenly pinched between his fingers and he said, "How f*cking dare you, Jennie Gomez!"

With that, he left the room.