Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 176 You Can’t Ask Me to Stay Single

Charlie was not three years old. Of course, he knew what it meant to take a bath in a girl’s house.

He took a deep look at Yvette, and her little face without makeup was exceptionally fair and clear, revealing a tempting blush.

Under the warm light, Charlie could even see the thin fur on her pretty cheeks. He suddenly wanted to kiss her.

Charlie was a normal man, and after staring at her for a while, he felt a little tempted.

He looked at her and asked with a deep gaze, “Is it okay?”

Yvette felt ashamed to be looked at by him and murmured, “I’m sorry, Charlie.”

She had thought about using him, but on second thought, she thought that he might not be willing, so she immediately admitted her mistake.

She still had to settle her own matters.

Yvette stood up. “I’ll get you a towel to wipe it.”

However, her wrist was grabbed. She looked over with doubt. Charlie’s cold eyes shone as he said, “I can help

you.”

Seeing the confusion on her face, the corners of Charlie’s lips curved slightly, and he said slowly, “I am your boyfriend, am I not?”

Yvette did not know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a hint of coaxing in his voice.

Without waiting for her answer, Charlie got up and took off his coat. He bent his fingers to unbutton his shirt

and said, “I’m going to take a shower.”

Sure enough, Yvette heard the doorbell not long after Charlie entered the bathroom.

Yvette walked over and saw Lance standing outside the door through the peephole, hesitating to open the

door.

the doorbell and directly knocked on

of disturbing the neighbor, so she quickly opened

the door opened, Lance’s eyes directly fell on

hair was still wet, and her whole body was pink and tender as

just taken a bath.

as if he had

But what about her?

her friend, and when she saw him, it

without any emotions.

facing each other, he could still feel that indifference at such

if his heart had

turned out that the end she wanted was really an end. She wasn’t angry with him, nor was

was truly and thoroughly ending it with

felt as if his heart was empty. He clenched his fists slightly and then

She nodded and

she would know after thinking about it. She did not have a grudge against Lance. He did not have to embarrass her in

little uncomfortable, and

for

that time, who did he want

had to

nonchalant look caused Lance to feel

to be too radical. Afraid of scaring her, he could only pretend to be calm. He lowered his gaze to her ankle and

“It’s fine.”

cold, and Lance

out and grabbed her wrist.

stopped and reached out to push

staring at the man’s jacket on the sofa, and the sound of water in the bathroom, at

heavy slap on his

he turned to look at Yvette. “Who is it?” he asked with

Lance leaned over and leaned his handsome face against her. His tone was a bit

not your anyone. Do I have to report to you that I

became even uglier. He sneered and pushed her

to find that

stopped him and said in a cold tone, “Mr. Wolseley, this is my home. You have no right to come

gritted his teeth and he became angry. “Yvette, good for you. You cheat on me after just a

him as if she was