Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 143

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 143 Meeting

In a second, Lance’s face darkened.

Yvette’s face turned pale. After being together with Lance for two years, she naturally knew that Lance hated people who lied to him the most.

But on second thought, she would not have much contact with the mighty Mr. Wolseley in the future. It was fine if he knew, but it was best if he hated her so much that he did not want to see her at all.

Then she could get some peace.

Ellen directly blocked Yvette behind her. Ellen looked at Lance and said cautiously, “You caused Yvette to be so miserable. So what if she wants you to die? If someone causes me to be so miserable, I will kill him

myself.”

Ellen naturally protected her best friend. Moreover, Yvette was right. It was Lance who was wrong.

Lance’s expression was extremely cold, and he did not say a word.

However, after not a week, he seemed to have become much thinner, and his face was still a little sickly.

Yvette thought of the day when Frankie said that Lance had vomited blood and fainted. She had thought that Lance had played some tricks, but now it seemed to be true.

At first glance, she saw his weak side. It would be a lie to say that there was no fluctuation in her heart.

After all, he was someone she had once loved with all her might, and it was difficult for her to be indifferent.

Yvette knew that she was too soft-hearted and could not be too heartless to others.

However, even though he was sick, Lance’s noble temperament was not lost. Instead, his pale face made him even more charming.

Yvette thought that he would at least question her a few words, and she was ready to respond.

However, the first time he looked at her, his gaze was a little fierce, and then he completely stopped looking

at her.

from her indifferently as if

responding to Yvette’s

also what Yvette wanted. They

indifferent, she still felt a little bitter in

Many emotions had already eroded into her bones. There was no need to mobilize them, and they naturally

a deep

two of them would die of old age and never interact with each other, forgetting

other.

his face cold. When he passed Ellen, he said, “Later,

with you

face instantly

the bar, since both of them had drunk wine, Ellen called for

and then

she naturally felt timid. Jamie had too many ways to

people.

rang the doorbell.

stepped in and wanted to be a little more obedient so as to end it

and stood in front of

eyes were as cold as if he

doing pretty

tone was calm, but

knew, so she had

on her face. The sharp corner of the photos cut her

before yesterday was Mr. Baker, yesterday’s afternoon was Mr. Moore,

Hacker…”

lightly, “Ellen, can you have enough time to

as if her head had

that she had pulled

words

and wanted to run out without thinking. It was

back of her neck in two steps and pressed her

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