My Love My Hatred (Jennie and Lance)

Chapter 61

Chapter 61 Watch and Learn

After I answered him, Lance’s face suddenly turned emotionless and he put me down on the floor. I

stood beside him and he got up. “I’m going to my study room and work.”

After he left, I looked myself in the mirror, looking at my own face. No, not face, my mask. The invisible

mask that I had put on to pretend and act around him.

I sat on the bed, and thought. What was Lance thinking? Why did he suddenly decided to bring me to

England just days before his most important project?

I didn’t want to think about it anymore and started to pack my luggage. Once | finished packing mine, I

stared at his empty grey luggage. I struggled internally if I need to help him pack or no need. I was

afraid that he might find my actions extra and judge me again. Lance came in while I was in my

thoughts and noticed the pile of clothes. “What is this?” he asked.

“Didn’t you say we fly tomorrow morning? I am packing.”

He folded his hands and watched me. I felt uncomfortable and asked: “Do you need me to pack for

you?”

He put down his hands and said: “Be careful when packing, don‘t mess up my cupboard. Look at your

cupboard, so messy.”

I blushed in embarrassment and said: “Alright, I‘ll tidy it up later.”

Lance has this perfectionist personality. He can‘t stand any messy or dirty things.

As for me, I don’t really care for untidiness as long as I make sure it’s clean.

I put his empty luggage on the floor and Lance pointed at his drawer. “My socks and boxers re inside.”

I nodded and said okay. Then I asked packed his clothes and asked him if he needed any suit. He said

just bring his white sneakers and casual wear, because we are going to travel, not work, so there’s no

need to bring his suits.

I folded his clothes very carefully, making sure I don‘t mess up his stuff, to prevent him from getting

mad again.

Lastly, I put his shaver and cleaner into his luggage and zipped it up. My forehead was dripping with

sweat.

I wiped my sweat and looked up at Lance. He was looking at me with a weird look. His eyes were filled

with love and gentleness. But when he saw me looking at him, he quickly changed to a poker face.

“I’m done!” I said to him.

He replied with a ‘hm’ and said: “Let’s go down for food.”

I followed him down, but he turned around suddenly and pulled me into his arms. He pressed my face

on his chest and said: “You’re so short.”

I looked at the tall man in front of me and said: “I’m not short, you’re just too tall! I‘m considered tall at

this 165 cm height.”

Lance is 187cm, of course compared to me, I’m short beside him.

Lance pulled me away from his chest and observed me. “Girls need to be at least 170cm, so they can

look prettier. You’re too short.”

I wanted to vomit blood when I heard what he said. no logic at all.

I recalled Tiffany‘s height. Without further thinking, I said: “Ms Abel isn’t even as tall as me, do you think

she‘s short?”

“Are you comparing yourself with her?” he asked me back.

“.... .... I could feel the blood and heat rushing to my cheeks. I blushed hard.

“Not at all, I don‘t deserve to be compared with her.” I faked a smile and said. Tiffany Abel and me, we

are of such a huge difference. She‘s the ‘princess‘ of a rich and powerful family, what am I?

So, I didn‘t stand a chance.

Lance stared at me for a split second and didn‘t say a thing. Then he turned back around and went

down, as if he agreed too.

To be honest, I was sad. Not because of Lance‘s attitude, but because of Tiffany Abel. She has

everything, a loving family, money, power..... I had nothing.

At the dining table, me and Lance started to eat our food. He‘s the politest person on the dining table I

have ever met. He doesn’t make a single sound when eating. I almost thought he was a ghost. I had to

force myself to eat slowly and carefully, to make sure ! didn’t make any noise and annoy him.

After dinner, Lance pulled me along to his study room. What was he planning to do?

Just when I was thinking hard what he could do, he switched on his computer and went to PornHub.

What the hell? I didn’t expect him to watch this kind of stuff. A man like him can simply find a woman

willing to satisfy his needs. So why was he trying to masturbate to porn?

Lance made me sit on his lap, his down there was hard, poking into my butt. I felt a little uncomfortable.

He knew I was on period, why was he doing this to himself?

The video started and I could hear the moans loudly. I blushed, NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

It’s not like I have never watched porn before, last time when I was trying to seduce Leo, I watched one

under my covers but wasn’t able to finish it as it was too hardcore. The one I watched was censored.

Lance was watching uncensored ones…...

“Watch properly, this is to teach you. You are like a dead fish on bed. Seems like I do you too well on

bed you forgot how to serve me.”

I was forced to watch closely. Gross......

“Watch and learn, understand?!” and with that, Lance started to touch me and kiss me again.