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 are so selfish!”

the

Yvette immediately rushed over.

Icahn, how is

Relax. He’s fine.

relaxed instantly and asked, “Then why did he

A single strike should not have caused him to

“What

a stick. It’s about this thick…”

Yvette gestured.

a coma from a blood clot on the brain. He is alright now, but he was attacked in

breathe. She

hard to picture. What should she do

a presumption. He’ll be fine

and said, “However, it seems to me that the wound was caused by an iron rod, instead of a

Marvin’s words, Yvette

the servant, the sound of the wooden stick hitting the ground was very

It sounded more like an iron

that she thought about it, the feeling she had at that time was right. Emilie

die!

expect Emilie to

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Marvin asked her, “Why don’t you take a rest?”

need. I want to be with Lance. Thank you, Professor leahn.”

Yvette’s back and shook his

these two alike people together. Neither of their hearts matches

was laying on

Lanc

gown. His right shoulder and the back of his head were wrapped in gauze.

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

out and use her fingertips to stroke the outline of his handsome brows, nose bridge, and

unfair. Every part of his body

Adam’s apple. It was something that she had longed for a long

apple was very sexy, making his Adam’s apple look like

was always well–behaved and did not

was going to divorce, she might as

apple under her fingertips

retract her hand, Lance had already opened his

Their gazes collided.

were as black as gems. When he looked at her, she felt that she was sucked in by

tensed

fingers,

you sneaking around

not showing any signs

a bug,” Yvette

A bug?

it away for you.”

up, she failed to notice the hand that

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

him.

do you want to do?

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

Then she said,

Let it slide.

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