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

surface, and the blood flowed along the hilt to

her arms.

“Ah, don’t, don’t…”

like her

Save me! Frankie, save

now, Yazmin resisted being taken away by Frankie, but now she

immediately.

least she could still live in the asylum

her blood would probably be

quickly walked to Lance’s side.

Lance threw Yazmin onto

shook terribly. She had no strength at all. She felt like she had just survived a

a wet towel and slowly wiped

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

he turned

burst into tears, and the hatred in her eyes surged out

come Lance treated me like

mental hospital could trap

I come out, I will not let them have a

in Yazmin’s eyes was as terrifying

her heart, Lance! You will

In the ward.

She wanted to hold it tightly but was unable to apply

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Yvette, “Although your hand doesn’t have too much strength, you can still hold a pen and write. It’s just

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

hand.”

Yvette was still looking

by glass that day, her right hand could

tremble when

if she could

comfort herself that it did not matter and that her

the hand that trembled when she tried to use it, Yvette could not help but shed

the snow-white bedding

did I do in my last life that I should be treated

would I be deprived of my healthy and normal

open the door. His heart ached as if it had

Lance, who had always been resolute and decisive, felt a little

did not know

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

to allow Yazmin to hurt Yvette

up, he did not want to

quickly walked over and wanted to

not give him even a glance, as if there was no one standing beside the

invisible as the air.

Yvette completely ignored him.

days of recuperation, Yvette had not gained any

back was as thin as a piece of

have any energy and vitality that a

Lance’s

the tears hanging from the corners of Yvette’s eyes. At

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