Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

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.

you going

the blood flowed along the hilt to Yazmin’s nails, then

her arms.

“Ah, don’t, don’t…”

She felt like her soul was about

me! Frankie,

Yazmin resisted being taken away by Frankie, but now she only wanted Frankie to

immediately.

in the asylum and had a chance

Lance’s hand, however, her blood would probably be drained in the next

it was about time and quickly walked to Lance’s side. “Mr. Wolseley, leave it to

Lance threw Yazmin onto

at all.

wet towel and slowly wiped

if I find out that you are related, I will make you live a

turned

five minutes, Yazmin burst into tears, and the hatred in her

treated me like this for that

that a mental hospital could trap

will not let them have a

was as terrifying as a poisonous

in her heart,

In the ward.

She wanted to hold it tightly

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can still hold a pen and write. It’s just that you can’t hold a pen for a long time. You may feel your hand is

spoke, the softer her voice became. Finally, she soothed Yvette, “During the rehabilitation period, you can try to

hand.”

was still looking at her

off by glass that day, her right hand could no longer hold a pen for a long

would tremble when she

could still draw design

herself that it did not matter and that her right

to use it, Yvette could not help but shed tears.

the snow-white bedding

in my last life that I should be treated

it was Grandma, then my baby, and now would I be deprived of my

the door. His heart ached as if it had been

been resolute and decisive, felt a little afraid to step

did not know how to comfort

first time, Lance hated himself so much. Yvette had scolded

Yazmin to hurt Yvette

he did not want to waste any more

over and wanted to say

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

invisible as the air.

Yvette completely ignored him.

Yvette had not gained any weight. Instead, she

before. Her back was as thin as

have any energy and vitality that a

Lance’s heart, regret

hanging from the corners of Yvette’s eyes. At this moment, Yvette

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