Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 42

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 42 There Is Someone Else

Yvette’s back was pressed against the cold bathroom wall, making her at the mercy of Lance,

At that moment, she felt helpless and could only let him do anything to her.

Yvette’s tears were salty and sweet, and when Lance tasted them, he felt tempted.

Lance let go of Yvette reluctantly, his eyes filled with anger, suggesting that he had not enjoyed

himself to the fullest.

Yvette raised her hand and wanted to hit him, but Lance just grabbed her arm.

Blue veins were twitching on Lance’s wrist, and his voice was cold and heavy. “How dare you!”

If Yvette hit him for another man again, Lance couldn’t guarantee that he wouldn’t tear her apart.

Lance’s embrace was so tight that Yvette couldn’t break free. She turned her head in disgust.

As long as she thought about how Lance’s lips had kissed someone else, she felt disgusted.

However, Yvette knew that it was not good for her to confront Lance at this time. She could only soften her tone. “Let me go first.”

Yvette rarely spoke in such a soft voice. Lance agreed and actually let her go.

Yvette did not want to be alone with him for one more second. She turned in disgust to leave.

But the next moment, a strong arm wrapped around her waist, pulling Yvette back to the wall. The distance between the two was extremely close. They almost pressed together.

“I’ve let you go,” Lance said.

There was no reason for him to give Yvette another chance.

Yvette was at a loss for words. She said hatefully, “How can you be so shameless…”

Her words were muffled again.

Lance liked the way Yvette looked when she was angry, which was vivid and energetic.

It was much better than the empty, fake, and well–behaved woman Yvette was in the car today.

This time, Lance was extremely patient. He first started from Yvette’s fair neck. Then he worked his

way to her earlobe, gently nibbling.

Lance’s movements were slow, and he knew each of her sensitive spots. The kissing was more like

torture.

In this regard, Lance was truly an expert in manipulating people.

Every time Lance started the second time, the foreplay would be long and patient. He was waiting for Yvette to beg for mercy.

Yvette leaned against the cold wall, angry, ashamed, and trembling slightly.

Lance’s lips moved to her soft lips, which were very fragrant and sweet. A single taste could make

him fall head over heels.

really wanted Yvette now.

almost

Lance had always been ascetic. And it wasn’t that no one had

had

time, Lance also thought that

since Lance started sleeping with

he didn’t need sex, it was that the

thinking, only that he was getting further and further over the line judging by where his hands

nothing to the

washstand and smashed

“Boom!”

sound

flowing to the corner

eye was red.

Yvette was stunned.

her hand and never expected that she would pick

edges, if Yvette applied a little more strength, she could have smashed Lance to

death.

her mouth opened but couldn’t utter a

never expected this

in him?” Lance ignored his wound and stared at

together for two years, and they were incomparably

kiss Yvette loved to pester Lance for the

unbearable to

were all stained with blood, He did not know where the bleeding

Yvette choked with sobs, tears streaming down

deathly

heart, and he became even

past two years, Lance did not know that there was

Yvette’s affection in the past was all

but it

signed the divorce agreement so quickly. It

lover was back.

them now and let

would never let this happen!

snatched the crystal ornament from Yvette’s hand.

the

“Clank!”

crisp shattering sound, the crystal scattered and flew in all

chin was firmly gripped by him. Lance’s eyes were extremely

him again, I will make him disappear

say!”

slammed the door

around her knees as

came again. Yvette covered her stomach with her hand to relieve

was opened with a

stunned when she saw the mess on the ground. She hurriedly came over to help Yvette and said in a panic, “Why is there blood? Mrs. Wolseley, where

shook her head. “It’s

shut up and said after a pause, “Mrs. Wolseley, let me help you up

rest.”

upstairs, Mary settled Yvette down and asked, “I just made

“Thank you, Mary. I am good. I want to lie down for a

Mrs.

of tonic food and asked me to make them according to the standard procedure of

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