Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 79

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 79 Phoebe Passed Away

Phoebe was pushed into the emergency room.

Yvette was stiff all over. She did not know what to do.

Marcus took off his coat and put it on Yvette. He looked at her and asked, “Is it okay to walk?”

Yvette’s face was so pale that it was almost transparent as if she would faint at any time. But she clung to the edge of the bed and stood up with a strong mind.

Her eyes were very bright, but at this moment, the light was blank.

“Thank you,” Yvette softly thanked.

Yvette thanked Marcus for saving some dignity of her grandmother.

After a while, Yvette walked out step by step.

It seemed that a century had passed.

The doctor in a white coat came out. He bowed to Yvette and calmly said.

“I’m sorry for your loss.”

His deep voice was like a curse of fate, echoing in the empty and cold corridor. Yvette seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and took a step backward.

Yvette grabbed the doctor’s arm helplessly and shook her head. “Doctor, could it be wrong…”

Yvette wondered, it was nothing that serious.

The doctor said that Grandma didn’t have much time to live. However, he didn’t say that she would die now.

“Doctor, you made a mistake… Could it be… This morning, my grandma told me that she wanted to eat her favorite cheesecake. She hasn’t even eaten it yet. Why would she die…”

Yvette suddenly fell on her knees, grabbed the doctor’s arm, choked with sobs, and said, “Please try your best to save my grandma… I beg you. I have money… I have money to treat her… At least…”

Her voice became low, sobbing, “At least… let my grandma have a bite of a cheesecake before she died…”

How could her grandmother die on an empty stomach?

Yvette’s hands trembled violently, and she was a bit out of her mind. The nurse beside her quickly came up to

support her arm.

“Miss, sorry for your loss. We can understand your feelings. However, please calm down. You’ll have to see your grandma one last time.”

Yvette was not willing to go. Her red eyes were empty as if she was possessed. She said, “My grandma… is not

here… She is waiting for me in the ward…”

around and walked toward the ward, but her arm was

frowned slightly. The arm under the coat was too thin, making Yvette look like a feather, weightless.

take a look,” Marcus said.

been read, her long dense eyelashes hung down, trembling slightly. Anyone who saw her like this would

arm to hold her wrist and took her to the morgue.

sound, and her footsteps were very light as if she was afraid of stepping on

in, lowered their heads, and

the cold steel bed, with

her back against the door and paused for a minute

she lifted the white cloth. Other than her lips being a little pale, Phoebe

thought, Grandma doesn’t look like she has passed

“Grandma, are you joking with me?

I have already arranged a car to pick you up. Get up, we

still serene. Yvette held Phoebe’s cold and stiff hands under the white

anything. I will stay

head on Phoebe’s chest and said in a very soft voice.

beg you. Please respond to me…”

Phoebe still did not wake up. Yvette

out loud.

was not sobbing or choking, but heart–wrenching.

matter how hard the heart was, it would be softened by

this to me… How can you bear to leave me alone… I’m not

sad cry echoed in the room, but there was no response from Phoebe

—

in the corridor of the hospital. She had gone through the

going to bring Phoebe

to Phoebe’s hometown. The van arranged by the funeral parlor would not arrive there until the next day, even if they set

the time. She advised Yvette to go to the ward to rest, but Yvette refused and stubbornly sat on the bench in the

to be

goodbye to Yvette. He had no intention of passing by today and had

looked up at him. Her eyes were slightly swollen because she

to Marcus. She

Please send me the bill. I will

was Marcus who had his subordinate pay the various charges.

heard “Mr. Wolseley“, he

uncle.”

but this is another matter, I will return the

very similar to Lance’s, looking affectionate and fickle, which was a characteristic of

surprised. He thought, she knew that but still called me ‘Mr. Wolseley‘. The meaning was

self–evident.

that her relationship with Lance

not say anything more and

bench in the

went to buy the shroud for Phoebe, as well as some

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