Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 112 Welcome to My Hell

Jamie said angrily, “Ellen, don’t push your luck.”

Jamie was furious. Seeing that, Ellen became happier. “In these three years, you can’t get married. Although I am no paragon of virtue, I will not be a mistress.”

Fiona was obsessed with being Jamie’s bride. Then, she could humiliate Ellen.

Therefore, Ellen wouldn’t allow Fiona to get what she wanted. At the same time, Ellen didn’t want to be a

mistress.

Jamie’s eyes blazed with fury. “Who do you think you are? You have to be my plaything, no matter whether I

get married.”

“Jamie, I am not discussing it with you. Anyway, you won’t let the Robbins family off. If we can’t reach an

agreement…”

Ellen’s voice was soft, but she was solemn. “Let’s fight to the death.”

Jamie suddenly laughed, which was terrifying.

Ellen’s words made him happy.

“Well, I agree,” Jamie said word by word.

Then, he took a step forward and reached out.

Ellen took Jamie’s hand and jumped off the sill into his arms without hesitation.

Jamie threw Ellen onto the bed and pressed her under him. He put his hand on her waist and sneered, “Ellen, you are provoking me. I will make you suffer a lot, and you will regret it.”

Jamie decided to make Ellen experience his hell.

His voice was no longer clear and gentle. It turned cold and gloomy.

“Ms. Robbins, welcome to my hell,” Jamie enunciated each word fiercely.

Ellen only revealed half of her eye, but she was appealing. She twined her arms around Jamie’s neck and smiled charmingly. Her red lips approached his ear. “Jamie, I have been in hell for a long time.”

From the moment he stopped loving her.

From the moment he fell in love with someone else.

From the moment he allowed others to humiliate her.

was in hell every minute of her

let out a repeated and

Ellen was in a trance,

in her body

chin so that she had to

tidy. His buzz cut and the scar on

“Be attentive.”

at Ellen’s neck. There was a hint

what’s wrong with you?

not fall for her trick. He freed up a hand to press the call bell and

I’ll call someone to see what is wrong

and said, “Well, you’d better call your

blood boiled. He covered her mouth with his

cursed, “You stupid

Rat-a-tat.

on the door

can

replied, but some sounds made people

with a red

are awkward.

but he had never had

that Ellen, who was no longer a doormat,

“Jamie, I will

eyebrow and mocked, “I’ll wait for you to beg

he did not know was Ellen would

to torture her, but things

vitality, he wished he could trade

love was concealed by hatred,

the president’s office

with Yvette

Lance was

him and ordered, “Delete all the false news of

birthday party.”

walked out, he

footage of the president’s office on the day of

to show it. He said,

while, Lucas gave the surveillance footage to

“Is it hard to serve Ms.

shook his head and said, “No. It’s

have to serve Ms. Myers anymore. And you can stay in the company to work.

Mr. Wolseley’s order.”

“Why?” Lucas blurted out.

want to

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