Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 139 We Are Done

Frankie signaled for the bodyguard to stop and then looked at Lance, waiting for his instructions.

Yazmin seemed to see an opportunity. Her eyes were bloodshot. She cried, “Lance, will you be so cruel to me? I saved your life before!”

Yazmin was gambling. She did not believe that Lance was so ruthless.

Yazmin thought, what did he mean that he had repaid me? Is that all?

Yazmin decided she would use the debt he owed her to hold Lance hostage for a lifetime so that he would never be able to get rid of her.

Sure enough, Lance stopped. He turned around and walked towards her step by step.

Then, he squatted down in front of her. His slender and beautiful fingers held her hand that was holding the knife. He said softly, “Don’t be like this.”

In an instant, Yazmin was moved to tears.

Yazmin thought, I’ve won. I’ve won!

Yazmin knew that Lance looked cold but was affectionate. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have taken care of her for

so long.

She felt like getting a lost treasure, which was lost and gained again..

Yazmin sobbed and said, “Lance, I knew it. You won’t ignore me.”

All she wanted to do now was to throw away the fruit knife and hug Lance affectionately.

However, Lance held her hand tightly with such force as if he was crushing her hand.

It was so painful that Yazmin’s face changed. She wanted to struggle, but her other hand was injured by

Lance and had no strength.

She trembled and reminded him, “Lance, you hurt me…”

Lance acted as if he did not hear it. He took her hand and moved the hilt less than one inch up. Then he said

slowly. “The position just now wasn’t a major artery. You won’t die. You have to cut it here, understand?”

In a split second, Yazmin’s body shook violently.

For the first time, Yazmin experienced a terrifying fear, as if she would die in his hands in the next second.

The dark side of Lance’s angel face was as terrifying as a devil!

“Why don’t you cut it now?

“Do you want me to help you?” Lance said in a gloomy tone, looking at her expressionlessly.

Then, Lance held her hand and aimed it at the fatal place. He pressed her thumb down.

Yazmin trembled. She was scared to death.

“No, no, Lance, let go.”

Lance narrowed his eyes. He did not loosen his hands at all. Every word he uttered sounded terrifying.

going to

the

her arms.

“Ah, don’t, don’t…”

violently. She felt like

me! Frankie, save

by Frankie, but now she only wanted Frankie to

immediately.

could still live in the asylum and had a chance to come

her blood would probably be

that it was about time and quickly walked

Lance threw Yazmin

shook terribly. She had no strength at all.

took a wet towel and slowly wiped the

like a homeless dog. In a cold voice, he said, “When I catch Emilie, if I find out that you are related, I will make

turned around and

Yazmin burst into tears, and the hatred in her eyes

treated me like this for

a mental hospital

I will not let them have a

hatred in Yazmin’s eyes was as terrifying as a

in her heart, Lance! You will regret

In the ward.

looked at her right hand quietly. She wanted to hold it tightly but

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have too much strength, you can still hold a pen

seemed to care about her right hand very much. The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. Finally, she

hand.”

Yvette was

her palm had been cut off by glass that day, her right hand could no longer hold a pen

would tremble when she

wondered if she could still draw

not matter and that

that trembled when she tried to use it,

snow-white bedding

in my last life that

my baby, and now would I be deprived of

door. His heart ached as if it

resolute and

know how to

the first time, Lance hated himself so much. Yvette

Yazmin to hurt

he did not want to waste any

walked over and wanted

him even a glance, as if there was no one standing beside the bed. Lance

invisible as the air.

Yvette completely ignored him.

few days of recuperation, Yvette had not gained

Her back was as

not have any energy and vitality that a

Lance’s heart, regret

out to wipe away the tears hanging from the corners of Yvette’s

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