My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance) novel Chapter 58

Chapter 58 Official Mistress 

After a few days of treatment in the hospital, Lance brought me back to California. 

The ugly scars on my wrists were noticed by Lance. He told me to go for skin plastic surgery to remove the scars, but I refused. I told him: this is to remind me the value of life. I want to keep it.

Lance heard what I said and didn’t force me anymore.

He moved me into his mansion in Pavilion Residence and even gave me black credit card. I’m officially his mistress.

I stayed in his mansion for about a week and didn’t go to work. Lance went back to Denmark again. Due to my loss of blood, my body became very weak and so he hired a nutritionist for me to make sure that my body was in good health. 

Lance started to treat me better. After dinner at around 6pm, ‘I went to the toilet to wash up because I planned to go to work the next day.

The door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open. I quickly used the towel to cover my body. I looked up and it was Lance. My heart started beating faster.

The bathroom was steamy and I couldn‘t see his face clearly. He walked towards me slowly and raised my head to look at him. “Look at you, so afraid. Who else can come in to this bathroom other than me?” 

Then, he ripped off the towel from my body. We‘ve not touched each other ever since the day I got out from the hospital. 

Right now, I stood in from of him naked, I was embarrassed and also hurt. The scars on my body were ugly. Thankfully my skin heals quite fast, it will be gone in 1 or 2 year’s time. But now, it was obvious.

Lance stared at my body. The shocking look on his face was noticed by me. He slowly touched my body and asked with shaking voice: “how did you get these? Did you hurt yourself?” he asked coldly, while glaring at me.

Hurt myself? Haha...... He didn‘t know how it felt like to have bushes and sharp objects being stabbed onto your body. I’m not stupid, why would I hurt myself and feel the pain?

I turned around, my back facing him, my back had even more scars. It was even more scary.

Talso didn’t know how Lance would react after seeing this. Would he be happy? Excited? Or.…...? 

But I was pretty sure he wouldn’t be heartbroken to see me like this.

“what is going on?” Lance turned my body around and glared at me with interrogative eyes.

His innocent face, what a drama king.

I put on a pitiful face and touched my own scars. I said casually: “it’s nothing, you know how the jail works. Once there’s a newbie, the old prisoners will try to bully us. But the girls didn’t scar my face, I should be happy.”

Lance pulled away my hand that was touching my scars and stared at it. “why didn‘t you tell me?” his voice was full or sadness and anger.

I smiled bitterly and said: “It’s really nothing, it will go away soon.”

Perhaps it was the way I acted, too calm and casual, Lance didn’t know what to say anymore.

After a long while, he opened the shower and helped me scrub my body. Was I dreaming? Was Lance cleaning my body? Should I be grateful? 

I was stunned. Was Lance trying to help me get justice? I wanted to kill those criminals in the jail, but i was a loner, they were all ganged up, so I chose to end my own life instead.

But.......