My Love My Hatred Chapter 143
I sat down and looked at all the drawing kits he had on the table. I used the eraser to erase his drawing.
“What are you doing? I have been drawing this for one hour.”
I can use 10 minutes to draw something better than this.
“The ratio you drew is wrong, who has got arms like this? It‘s not a cartoon you are drawing. And the waist you draw, it‘s not realistic at all. Let alone the eyes and nose.” I couldn‘t stop myself from complaining about his
drawing.
“People major in different fields. Drawing is the only thing you are better at than me.” He complained.
When I tilted my head up, I saw him smiling.
“You are right, I am only better in drawing and giving birth than you. Or else how would I become a juvenile? Oh, and I almost died when I tried to commit suicide, right?”
I looked at his face and he didn‘t look pleased.
I kept drawing and I wanted to modify the face so that it doesn‘t look just like me. I imagined the face of Lexi when she is 5 or 6 years old, and she looks very beautiful in my imagination.
Lance Mason is a very, very handsome man, otherwise Tiffany Able wouldn‘t want to kill me when she thought that I was going to steal her
man.
T have always wanted a pink princess dress when I was young, every little girl would want that. I hope that Lexi gets her pink princess dress one day.
Lance Mason was mean but I couldn‘t deny that he treats Lexi very
well.
She doesn‘t need a mother because her father treats her like she is his world.
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