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…”

she turned around and walked toward the ward, but her arm was grabbed by

The arm under the coat was too

a look,”

dense eyelashes hung down, trembling slightly. Anyone who saw her like this would feel sorry for

hand moved down along Yvette’s arm to hold her wrist and took

without a sound, and her footsteps were very light as

them in, lowered their heads, and then left.

bed, with her entire body covered in white

her back against the door and paused for a minute before slowly stepping forward.

hands trembled as she lifted the white cloth. Other than her lips being a little pale, Phoebe looked very calm as if she were

look like she has passed away.

her hopes and smiled bitterly, “Grandma, are you joking with me? Are you blaming me for not

to the Dudley’s house? 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

want anything. I will stay with you in the Dudley’s

laid her head on Phoebe’s chest and said in

to me… I beg you. Please

crying for a long time, Phoebe still did not wake up. Yvette held Phoebe’s neck tightly and finally cried

out loud.

was not sobbing or

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

How can you bear to leave me alone… I’m not ready yet…”

echoed in the room, but there was no response

—

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

to bring Phoebe home.

van arranged by the funeral parlor would not arrive

the ward to rest, but Yvette refused and stubbornly sat on the bench in the corridor.

be closer to Phoebe.

Yvette. He had no intention of passing by today and had been delayed for a long time.

swollen because she had

solemnly bowed to Marcus. She said in an

now. Please send me the bill. I will transmit all the expenses to you when I

back then. It was Marcus who had his subordinate pay the various

looked down at Yvette. When he heard “Mr. Wolseley“, he slowly said,

uncle.”

is another matter,

once heard Emilie talk. In addition, his appearance was very similar to Lance’s, looking affectionate and fickle, which was a characteristic of the Wolseley family.

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

self–evident.

am afraid that her relationship with Lance is not good.

did not say anything more and

bench in the hospital for the whole

the next day, Yvette went to buy the shroud for Phoebe, as well

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