My Paranoid Lover (Lance Mason)

Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Public Transport Lance and I walked alongside each other. We never walked together like this before, 1 would always

walk behind him.

I let him walk in front of me too this time, but he slowed down until I was beside him, then continued the

pace.

Lance is weird today, I could feel it. The change in his attitude was also huge, what is he thinking? Is he

planning something?

I thought after running his plan yesterday, he would make my life a living hell, but instead he treated me

a little better.

I even thought he might have the slightest feelings for me, like how a normal man would have for a

woman, but after what he did to me last night, I threw the thought out of my mind

It’s cold outside of the hospital.

“I’m not familiar with the places around here, you’ve been here for some time, do you know if there’s

any supermarket here? Need to buy some stuff.” Lance asked me.

He’s a rich and powerful guy, why would he buy stuff himself?

I bit my tongue and stopped myself from asking. I answered his question instead. “There’s a small

supermarket two stations down, not far away.”

“Then let’s take the bus, shall we? I have never taken the bus.”

His words showed how curious he is towards a public transport. I pointed at the bus stop: “There, wait

there.”

We crossed the road together. He pulled me from his right side to his left side and said: “I don’t like it

when people walk on my right side.”

I don’t care which side I walk on, but I do know that the cars are coming towards us on the right side. I

didn’t think much about what he said, I just thought maybe he just purely doesn’t like people walking on

his right side?

I took out a five dollar change from my purse as I didn’t have smaller change.

We got into the bus. It was crowded, so we stood together with our hands holding onto the handle.

There are a lot of people in the bus. Everyone might touch each other once in a while due to the

movement of the bus. I glimpsed at Lance’s face and noticed that he doesn’t seem too happy. Hahaha,

seems like young master Mason here isn’t used to this situation.

He must not want to go into a public transport ever again.

A middle-aged man kept pushing against me. His hands already touched my butt many times. I have

no choice but to lean nearer towards Lance.

Lance noticed my behaviour, my head was already almost in his chest. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

I answered him in a low voice. “It’s crowded here.”

He glanced at my back and then suddenly, he pulled me behind him and turned around, his back facing

the middle-aged man who touched my butt.

The lady behind me was also pushing against me. Lance didn’t say anything and pressed me against

his chest. He then whispered into my ear: “See, easy.”

His breath was warm on my ears, making me a little uncomfortable.

My face was pressed against his chest, I could smell the faint orange-y smell on him. I know he loves

oranges, his dessert after meals are always oranges.

He even asked his servants to get him orange scented spray for clothings.

I continued taking in the smell of him and I realized although we have stayed in the same house for so

many years and we never interact, I still know what he likes and what he doesn’t like.

He is a really tall man, perhaps he’s tired, he rested his chin on my head. This may seem better for him

as he can be more relaxed but my neck hurts from trying to stand his head’s pressure pressing down

against me.

We arrived very quickly. I pushed him softly and reminded him: “We’re here.”

He seems unhappy. “Why so fast?”

“It’s only two stations from the hospital!” I answered.

Getting down the car, Lance suddenly tried to gold my hands but I moved my hands away. His face

turned cold and he glared at me, then he walked in front of me. I followed behind.

Entering the supermarket, I pushed a trolly and walked behind Lance. I noticed he didn’t take anything

from the racks, he just walked around casually.

I asked from his back: “Lance Mason, aren’t you getting anything?”

He stopped walking and turned around, his face looked better than just now. “Get some vegetables and

cook at home. I’m hungry.” He pointed at the cabbage.

I remembered he hired servants and even cooks, why is he buying his own groceries?

“Why are you staring at me like that?” he asked, after seeing me not moving.

I chuckled awkwardly. “Hahaha, nothing. I just wanted to ask you what food you like.”

He heard me asking me what he likes. What surprised me was he smiled awkwardly. What the hell? Is

this the cold blooded Lance Mason?

“Do you know how to prepare fish? I love fish.” Lance asked.

I know how to steam and fry fish very well, because Leo loves eating fish. This pair of siblings are only

different in terms of personality, what they like and their appearances are actually very similar.

Lance’s calm behaviour and attitude sometimes make me thought it was Leo in front of me.

“Yes, I know. But not very tasty.” I said to Lance. I knew what he wanted me to do, to cook meals for

him. I’m a patient with high fever. I sighed. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Seems like I have to be his one day cook. I thought.

I walked to the fish area and picked a few fresh-looking fish. I plan to cook sweet and sour fish.

“What else do you want?” I asked after getting the fish.

A smile was plastered on his face. Strange enough he even helped me push the trolly. We looked like a

couple buying groceries together.