Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 51 Do You Have a Conscience?

Boom!

Yvette heard a dull loud noise behind her.

Yvette turned back hesitantly.

Lance lay on the ground, motionless,

Yvette’s heart skipped a beat.

She looked at her hands. There was no way she could be that strong.

Obviously, fleeing would be the wiser choice for now.

Yet finally, sensibility got the better of her. Yvette quickly walked over to Lance.

His handsome face was now sickly pale, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

She pushed him lightly. LanceLance

He did not react.

Yvette was completely flustered. Tears rolled down her face as she reached out to stroke his face. Lance, what’s wrong with you? Wake up. You are scaring me

She squatted down and tried to help him up. However, she felt something sticky on the back of his neck.

The smell of blood was getting thicker. She reached out.

Her fair hands were dyed red with blood!

The bloodIt was because of that stick

Blah!

She held back the urge of vomiting and got up to call someone over. She shouted, Here! I need help!

Marvin ran in and was stunned to see the man on the ground.

The next second, Marvin ordered calmly, Ask Professor Walter to come over.Alfonso Walter was his

colleague.

Soon after, Lance was pushed into the emergency room.

Yvette stood outside the door and waited. She was suffering.

Tears streamed down her face. She couldn’t stop crying.

She thought, he was bleeding so much that even his neck was wet. Yet I didn’t notice….

In an instant, she had mixed feelings, including frustration, regret, and selfblame.

She thought, I should have known

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Back then, he did not hug me as readily as usual, and the reason for his being silent all the way in the car was that he was not feeling well.

But I was immersed so much in my world. I didn’t notice that something was wrong with him at all.

I didn’t care if he was sick after being hit with a stick

She patted her head hard.

“Yvette, you

a century had passed. Finally, the door to the operating room was

Yvette immediately rushed over.

Icahn, how is

Relax. He’s fine.

relaxed instantly and asked, “Then why did he faint?”

strong. A single strike should not

solemnly said, “What hit him?”

It’s about

Yvette gestured.

blood clot on the brain. He is alright now, but he was attacked in a very dangerous spot. If he had been hit

couldn’t breathe. She was so

should

just a presumption. He’ll be fine

seems to me that the wound was

Marvin’s words, Yvette

the wooden

It sounded more like an iron

it, the feeling she had at that time was right. Emilie wanted her and the baby to

die!

not expect Emilie

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Yvette’s expression, Marvin asked her, “Why don’t you take

to be with Lance. Thank you, Professor

back and

thought, it’s probably fate that brings these two alike people together. Neither of their hearts matches their

on the bed.

Lanc

the back of his head

slept, his natural domineering aura dissipated, and even the contours of his face softened.

out and use her fingertips to stroke

fate is so unfair. Every part of his body is

was something that she had longed for

Adam’s apple was very sexy, making his

they were in bed, she was always well–behaved and did not dare to be impudent.

suddenly felt that since she was going to divorce, she might

Adam’s apple under her fingertips suddenly

could retract her hand, Lance

Their gazes collided.

at her, she felt that she was sucked in by

instantly tensed

her fingers, but he grabbed her

sneaking around

voice was cold and cheerless, not showing any signs of fatigue from just waking

Yvette blurted out, nervous.

A bug?

brushed it away for you.”

she failed to notice the

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of relief when she saw Lance raise his hand to ring the bell. She hurriedly

him.

you want to do?

pulled his lips. “Go and ask if the cleaners are doing their job properly. Why are there

she froze for a second. Then she said,

Let it slide.

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