Chapter 92
"You forced me to make decisions to save myself from embarrassment and nonstop bullying! You put me under so much nonsense that I must fight back!" Madeline finally released her frustration.
She had so much resentment towards this bastard who still dared to act like he did nothing wrong, with his soft yet deep gaze and that devilish grin, as if everything was right in his expectation the whole time.
"You treat me like I’m a business property to give you profit, and so I become one!" Madeline said. "My role as the bitch in your reality show will bring you a lot of viewers and bring you profit much bigger than your initial investment. And you will reap all the benefits while I’ll get bashed, threatened, and cursed by the whole world!"
"What more do you want, Lancelot Grant? I bring you the profit you want as your business tool. What more?!" Madeline asked, though she knew that Lance wouldn’t give her an answer because she knew she was right.
"And now that I finally found a man that is genuinely kind to me, wants to help me, and is not a scheming scum like you and other men, you fucking punched him!" Madeline lashed out while beating Lance right on his chest.
Unfortunately, she had no power on her punches, and it felt like a tap for Lance.
Nevertheless, it felt painful for him, probably even more so than a real punch.
"Don’t you know how guilty I feel when seeing him with that bruise? You hurt someone whom I care so much about!" Madeline continued hitting Lance’s chest to no avail, and Lance finally grabbed Madeline’s arm to stop her.
"Madeline, you are my girlfriend! Contractual or not, you are mine, and I won’t let you fall in love with another man!" Lance said.
"I know! I’m not in love with him! I wish I could feel that spark with Zane. But I can only feel that with you. But I still care about him because he cares about me, too!" Madeline began tearing up. She didn’t understand why Lance insisted that she shouldn’t be in love with Zane when there was never love to begin with.