My Love My Hatred Chapter 142
“If you think I will lie to you, you can get your own blood and hair to be tested with Lexi‘s.”
To be honest, I would be lying if | said I have no feelings at all for that little girl, I have no pictures of myself when! was the same age as her so I had no idea if she looks like me or not.
But she does look like me if I look closer. The timing was right too and she looks like Lance Mason. I have seen Lexi‘s medical record and there was her birth date and her blood type is RH blood, just like me and Lance. I couldn‘t deny straightaway that she isn‘t mine.
But the reason why I wanted to do a blood test was because I wanted evidence. An evidence that could force
me to face my reality, to slap me awake.
I haven‘t logged in to my Facebook after all of the things that happened
with Lance Mason.
I inserted my password and called Javier. Javier picked up and I was relieved to his voice knowing that he was safe. I quickly hung up without
speaking any words to him because I was afraid that I would cry like a baby if I did.
Thanded the phone to Lance and he asked me, “Why didn‘t you speak?”
“I heard his voice and I know he is safe, that‘s enough.” I answered.
“That‘s enough?” he asked, seeming like he couldn‘t believe what I just said.
“Why? Do you want me to tell him that I am miserable here and ask him to come take me away from here?” I said
sarcastically
Lance knitted his eyebrows together and put his phone back to his pocket.
I walked to the front door and the guards were quick to block my way. Lance Mason was afraid that I would run away so he had guards at every door in this mansion.
“Let me out, Lance Mason, I want to get some fresh air. I won‘t run away.”
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