Chapter 117

But today Lance's anger is by no means a simple matter of dignity. That kind of hideous anger is called possessiveness. If he doesn't love her anymore, how can he mind as much as he does today? Having said this, if Shane knows it, will they get together again?! Thinking of this, Jake felt jealous and even the roots of his teeth were bitter. There was a soft knock on the door. Jake irritably buried his face in the pillow again. Melanie pushed the door and entered. The trousers were pulled by her and shouted, "Jake, you wake me up." Jake turned around impatiently and looked back at his mother. Melanie stood on the bedside, stared at her son, wishing to beat him like he did when he was a naughty child. But when Jake sat up from the bed, Melanie gave up completely. The man in front of him is already in his 30s, and he is no longer the naughty Jake before. "Tell me, do you have another woman out there?", Melanie asked with a suppressed temper. Jake's frow