My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)
Chapter 111

Chapter 111 Switzerland

the window when I was high up in the sky, looking at the small buildings, getting tinier and tinier. My heart crumbled into a small piece too, like a piece of crumbled paper.

I was feeling bitter, I had no choice but to go to a completely different country to start a life. I wasn't excited, so I cried silently.

"Hi, gorgeous! Tissue?" a handsome young guy beside me handed me a tissue. He looked like he was younger than me.

I thanked him.

I wiped my tears and didn't look out of the window anymore. It would only upset me further.

"Gorgeous, you look familiar! Have we met?" my heart sank, I was the hot topic a few days ago, he must have seen me on social medias.

I looked down, embarrassed. I didn't answer him.

After a short moment, the guy mumbled to himself, "Sigh, seems like my pick-up line didn't work on you."

I didn't say anything, yet the guy started chit-chatting to me. He was the one speaking all the time, I listened. He said he's half Spanish half Asian, he came to California to visit his relative, then now he's heading to Switzerland for a short trip. He would fly back to Spain after a week or so.

It must be because I was bored in the plane, so I started to talk to him., to kill time. Arriving in Switzerland, I didn't stay

at the house Lance bought for me, it would make me feel like I was still his mistress.

I may looked like I didn't care that people called me mistress, whore or third wheeler, but I know it deep in my heart that I cared more than anyone else? Who doesn't want a normal life? Who wanted to be a secret lover and not the main soulmate?

Trented a small condo myself. I was able to replace a job in a restaurant. I planned to continue my studies in Masters here, continue in the interior designing part

I didn't want to be a cashier all my life, but the money Lance gave me? I donated to a few orphanages. I must have gone mad......

But never mind, I needed to do some good deeds, so that God can give

standing out there waiting for me already.

I smiled at him, "Are you that hungry?"

My hands were holding food and dishes for hotpot. I planned to make him home-made hotpot at my condo. The cost of living in Switzerland is not low, ! didn't have too much money to spend. Javier comes from a middle-class family, I could see it from the way he dressed, not rich or not poor, just normal. He wasn't a picky eater too, so he said okay to my hotpot suggestion. Thelped me take the bags of food and walked beside me.

We walked back, chatting the whole way. He asked me, "Didn't you say you want to go for Masters in Interior Designing?"

I said yeah, but the requirement

here is very high, plus the fees were expensive too. I needed to make sure secured a scholarship first.

Javier said, "Why not follow me to Germany?"

"Germany? For what?" I asked, confused.

"The cost of living there is lower,

It would be easier for us to work part time and study at the same time there. And I heard if you stay there long enough you will get the permanent residency of Germany. Didn't you say you won't go back to Cali or Denmark ever again?"

Javier was right. Although Switzerland is rich and all, but we as foreigners don't get too much benefit or welfare here. On the other hand, Germany is more cost-friendly.

me a better life in the future.

I planned to marry a guy here in Switzerland, live a good life. I even wanted a child, but I didn't know if I still have the ability or not...... I didn't have much expectation for the future, I just wanted a simple and easy life. Even if I couldn't marry someone, I don't mind living the rest of my life alone, peacefully.

I didn't want anything much. The handsome guy I met on the plane is called Javier Santiago (pronounced as Havier). He came back to Switzerland after a few months from Spain.

We kept in touch, perhaps I was too lonely, so I didn't mind making new friends.

He came to Switzerland and wanted to me to bring him out for a meal. When I finished work, I saw him

I thought for a while and asked, "Then do we need to go back to our own hometowns for the process and visa?"

"No, I know you don't want to go back to either place, I have a friend in Denmark, I'll help you." Javier said.

The first time Javier met me, he already said that I'm someone with a past, but he wasn't the type to pry or ask. This was also why I was willing to be friends with him, I could relax and be myself around him. I could forget about

my past. nickname. No doubt this made us seemed closer.

I said, "No, you are all grown adults, this is normal. But one day you are going to get married, you should also stop f*cking around too much. Your future wife might now like it."

Javier chuckled and said, "It's too soon to talk about marriage, I'm just 22!"

I'm 3 years older than him.

The sky got dark and Javier prepared to go back. It was snowing.

Before he left, patted on the back of my head, and even pinched my face. He gave me a warm smile, I really liked his smile. It was warm like the sun.

"Alright, go in, it's cold out here. Although it's very safe here, but remember to lock the doors when you go to bed."