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 mistakeCould it beThis 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 grandmaI beg you. I have moneyI have money to treat herAt least

Her voice became low, sobbing, At leastlet 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 grandmais not

hereShe is waiting for me in the ward

walked toward the ward, but

was too thin, making Yvette look like a

take a

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

Yvette’s arm to hold her wrist and took her to

She walked even without a sound, and her footsteps were very

them in, lowered their heads, and

lying on the cold steel bed, with

the door and paused for

lips being a little pale, Phoebe looked very calm as if she

thought, Grandma doesn’t look like she has passed away.

you joking with

back to the Dudley’s house? I have already arranged a car to pick you up.

face was still serene. Yvette held Phoebe’s cold and stiff hands under

I don’t want anything. I will stay

chest and said

beg

did not wake up. Yvette

out loud.

not sobbing or choking, but heart–wrenching.

it would be softened

this to me… How can you bear to leave me alone… I’m

the room, but there was

been sitting in the corridor of the hospital. She had gone through the report procedure with the hospital

to bring Phoebe

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

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

hoped to be closer

He had no intention of passing by today and had been delayed

at him. Her eyes were slightly swollen because she had been crying for

Marcus. She said in an

my phone with me now. Please send me the bill. I will transmit all

was Marcus who had his subordinate

down at Yvette. When he heard “Mr. Wolseley“,

uncle.

“I know that, but this is another matter, I will

his appearance was very similar to Lance’s, looking

was a little surprised. He thought, she knew that

selfevident.

am afraid that her relationship with Lance is

did not say anything more and

in the hospital for the whole night.

Yvette went to buy the shroud for Phoebe, as

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