My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)
Chapter 97

Chapter 97 Hard to Get Pregnant

Lance threw those words at me and left me alone on the bed, trying to digest why he suddenly got so angry.

I couldn't guess why, and I didn't want to guess also.

I touched my abdomen, it was mostly a one month old fetus, so if I take an abortion pill, it would flow out together with my period, right?

When the doctor came to check on me; I told him my thoughts and asked if he could anything for me.

The doctor looked at me nervously and said, "Sorry, miss, without Mr Mason's command we couldn't do anything. He's a powerful person, if he sues us, we cannot take the consequences."

I talked to the doctor for a long time, yet he still didn't want to help me.

Lance Mason would not want this child, this, I was pretty sure. I explained to the doctor, "Lance Mason is so famous, you also know he got married recently. You must know who his wife is. Who am I? He wouldn't want this child! So, he will not blame you, plus the child is inside of me, I have the right to choose, no?" Just when I was still explaining, Lance came in, his face dark.

I was so focused on talking to the doctor that I didn't notice Lance's face when he heard me insisting to abort the child.

The doctor saw him and said, "Mr Mason, Ms Gomez and the child are all in good health for now."

Lance nodded. Th doctor led the nurses and went out of the ward.

Lance's expression remained the same, cold and mad. I stared at him while he took his steps slowly towards me. He looked like he was going to explode anytime soon.

To be honest, Lance like this did scare me, really. I gulped and quickly said something before he explodes. "Lance, we need to talk about the child."

Lance sat on the bed beside me and put his hand on my abdomen. His cold face slightly became warmer. "When Tiffany was on her first days of period, she caught a cold. The doctor said this affected her body, plus her body wasn't the type to get pregnant easily. And I also don't want her to suffer just to bare me a child. Since you are already pregnant, why not give birth to this child and let me and Tiffany raise him/her? We'll tell the world that the child is mine and Tiffany's. I need an heir."

Lance's word made my mind blank. I was in despair.

He wanted me to bare his child for 9 months and give it to his wife? How cruel......

It was only a small ball of cells at this point and I was already feeling a little unwilling, although it was Lance's child, but if he ask me to give it to his wife, could I do it? No!

"If I tell you I'm unwilling to?" I stared at his eyes while I asked. At this moment, i couldn't pretend to be a gold-digger anymore.

Lance glanced at me and forced a smile, "The child is inside of you, so you can choose. Just like how your life is in my hands, I can also choose to end you."

And with that, he put his hands around my neck.

With a cold tone, he said, "I know you don't care about your mother anymore, and to me it's bad news, because I can't control you anymore. But as for you, I think you're very terrified of dying." I remained silent.

He then let go of my neck and said, "I'm not young anymore, I'm 33 and has a wife. The older generation of the family will urge me to have a son. The fact about Tiffany being hard to get pregnant? I have already make sure no one in the public will know of it. If you can help me bare a son and give him to me and Tiffany, I'll let you go and give you one billion dollars."

Money? Not what I wanted at all. But letting me go? Yes.

Lance continued, "Jennie, stop pretending. I know what you have done behind me, trying to work with Niklaus and Rupert...... you think I'm that dumb, don't you?" He added on with a cold laugh, "You're so naïve, I've been in this industry for so long now, do you think you can outsmart me?"

He patted on my face and smirked. My blood ran cold, I never expected him to know everything I did behind his back. Seems like I'm a joker, a joke to him.