Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 92 As Long as You Agree to Divorce

The atmosphere clearly changed.

Lance did not expect that the person who had been eating quietly a second ago would coldly ask him when he would divorce in the next second.

He glanced at her and sneered, “Are you full, and now you have the strength to quarrel?”

“Lance, is there any point in arguing now?”

With so many things happening between them, it was impossible for them to go back to the past.

Yvette pursed her lips. “With our current relationship, instead of constantly arguing and suspecting each other, it is better to settle it peacefully so that we can be apart in a good way.”

“Be apart in a good way?” Lance chuckled when he heard this.

Yvette seemed to see hope and said in a spurt of energy, “As long as you agree to divorce, you can raise any conditions.”

The baby was the only comfort she had now. She could not lose her child.

If Lance really had this thought, with the legal department of the Wolseley Group, she would definitely not be able to win custody.

Lance’s eyes were instantly gloomy. “Yvette, do you really want to dump me and go find Charlie?”

Yvette pursed her lips and did not speak. She was already tired of saying that it had nothing to do with

Charlie.

Since he was determined to think this way, then let it be.

Seeing that she did not speak, Lance got angry. He grabbed her chin and said coldly, “Yvette, are you really this naïve? Do you think I will let you do as you wish?”

Yvette’s eyes were sore from being pinched by him. She choked and said, “What are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do?”

Lance sneered. He didn’t show any mercy. “I want you to stay by my side. Even if it is torture, you have to

endure it.”

Yvette was in great pain. She bit her lips and said weakly, “Two people who don’t love each other tie together. Is it really interesting?”

Lance stood up and looked down at her from above. “I have the final say of whether it’s interesting.”

Yvette completely collapsed. She shouted, “Lance, why can’t you let me go?”

She didn’t understand.

She only wanted to wait for the child to be born and live an ordinary life. Why was it so difficult?

Seeing her in such pain, Lance could not say what it felt like.

But he could not do as she wished.

“I have already asked someone to do a blood test for you. The results will be out in three days.”

was petrified by this

is my child, then you stop your thoughts. I can’t let go of the child.”

a cold tone, “and you want to have

turned around

and feet

and she was wrong to think that

investigate anything and believe it with just a not-so-accurate

the whole day, Yvette was in a

about how to get

felt that the world

but it had to be snatched away when they

heart felt stifled at the

Yvette ate a little for the sake of

heard the sound of the door being pushed open. She widened

person who came in.

him to come

the day, there were two bodyguards guarding the door, and at night, he had to

guard.

so afraid that

much. That would hurt her brain cells, so she simply did not say anything. She

Lance’s handsome eyebrows twitched.

know

he was so

Immediately, he was irritated.

quilt and went to the

froze and asked in astonishment, “Why

naturally, “What else? Do you think I sat by your bed

resisted in her heart. They were already in such a mess. It was a little awkward to sleep on

bed.

filled with a refreshing fragrance. She muttered, “Have

course, he had

in the ward could not

to her and hugged her from behind.

close to Yvette, and she could smell it. It was indeed a refreshing smell after

man had his own

cold fragrance seemed to seep into his

sprayed on her

they had done in the hospital bed before, and the

face stained her earlobe.

you go a

originally big. After he came up, she felt that it

did not

Yvette was speechless.

it because she still had something to discuss with

“Tomorrow, I want to…”.

“I’ll

go

see your grandma,”

he become a mind reader?

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