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

and walked toward the ward,

arm under the coat was too thin,

a look,”

hung down, trembling slightly. Anyone who saw her like

arm to hold her wrist and took her to the

obedient. She walked even without a sound, and her footsteps were very light as if she

staff led them in, lowered their heads, and then left.

the cold steel bed,

leaned her back against the door and paused for a minute before

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

Grandma doesn’t look like she has passed away.

“Grandma, are you joking with me? Are you blaming me for

a car to pick you up. Get up, we can go

cold and stiff hands under the white cloth and

anything. I will stay with you

Phoebe’s chest and

I beg

not wake up. Yvette held Phoebe’s

out loud.

not sobbing or

the heart was, it would be softened by this

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

cry echoed in the room, but there was no

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

to bring

funeral parlor would not arrive there

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

be closer to

over to say goodbye to Yvette. He had no intention of

slightly swollen because she had been crying for too long.

stood up and solemnly bowed to Marcus. She said in an extremely

now. Please send me the bill. I will transmit all the expenses to you when I finish my grandmother’s funeral.”

suddenly back then. It was Marcus who

“Mr. Wolseley“, he slowly said, “Don’t

uncle.

“I know that, but this is another

In addition, his appearance was very similar to Lance’s, looking affectionate and

knew that but still called

selfevident.

relationship with Lance

say anything more and

the bench in the

the morning the next day, Yvette went to buy the shroud

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