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

the ward,

was too thin, making Yvette look like a

a look,” Marcus

dense eyelashes hung down, trembling slightly. Anyone who saw her like this

arm to hold her wrist and took her to the

walked even without a sound, and her

them in, lowered their heads, and

cold steel bed, with her entire body covered in white cloth.

and paused for a

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

doesn’t look like she

her hopes and smiled bitterly, “Grandma, are you joking with

house? I have already arranged a car to pick you

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

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

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

beg

did not wake up. Yvette held Phoebe’s

out loud.

was not sobbing or choking, but

the heart was, it

you bear to leave me alone… I’m not

there was no response from Phoebe

She had gone through the report procedure with the hospital and contacted the funeral parlor in Pittsburgh.

going to bring Phoebe

to Phoebe’s hometown. The van arranged by the funeral parlor would not arrive there

time. She advised Yvette to go to the ward to

be closer

had no intention of passing by today and had

swollen because she had been crying

bowed to Marcus. She said in an extremely hoarse voice.

Mr. Wolseley. I don’t have my phone with me now. Please send me the bill. I will transmit

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

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

uncle.

but this is another

appearance was very similar to Lance’s, looking affectionate and fickle, which was a characteristic of the Wolseley family.

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

selfevident.

afraid that her relationship with Lance is not

say anything more and

bench in the hospital for

to buy

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