Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 280 Car Accident

The driver in the front seat was squeezed into the back together with the seat, and all his blood flowed to the back seat as well.

Yvette lay alone in a pool of blood, her forehead plerced by broken glass, her face covered in blood, and her brain buzzing.

The railing was knocked off because of the car accident, and the bridge was blocked.

At the same time, Yazmin and Lance were in the black luxury car.

She suddenly felt great pain in her lower abdomen, and there were signs of her lower body bleeding.

“Lance, my abdomen, it hurts…”

She groaned in pain.

Lance frowned and immediately called Frankie, who was in the car that had crossed the bridge already, ordering, “Stop. Wait right there.”

Then Lance got out of the car, picked Yazmin up, and walked through the bridge.

Flames burst from the front of the commercial vehicle.

Yvette was in the back seat. She looked helplessly out of the window and saw that man’s figure in a daze.

“Lance!”

She wanted to call out to him, but she could not make a sound. She could barely open her mouth.

She stretched out a blood–stained hand with difficulty to reach for the window, which looked so close to her.

“Lance, help… Save our baby…” she murmured silently.

However, she could only watch as he carried the woman in his arms and walked further and further away.

Yvette was engulfed in desperation. She slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly, the siren of the ambulance sounded.

Yvette was kindled with hope. She struggled to open her eyes.

The ambulance could barely stop.

“Bang!”

The car, together with flames, plunged into the river.

The bone–chilling water poured into the car.

Countless drops of tears fell from the corners of Yvette’s eyes.

She thought, if I wasn’t running away, I wouldn’t have been in a car accident.

regret it

I would never fall in

feel the

first fetal

my baby cheering

my heart

Baby, I am sorry.

mommy is useless. You’ll have to leave together with your mommy

in the

not even go into the ward

said with an uneasy expression,

he said in a

bodyguard who followed her just called. He said she went to the photography shop in the afternoon to

he asked in a deep

you went to

Lance’s heart inexplicably sank.

the same photography shop. It made

you get the surveillance footage?” he

“Yes.”

and said tentatively, “I think Mrs. Wolseley was

the two cars that Lance, Yazmin, and Frankie were in, only one black commercial

the TV in the hospital corridor, the

newly built Revival Bridge. There were two people in the car. The driver died on the

a part of his heart out, leaving

thought, Revival Bridge…

“Mr. Wolseley…”

to Lance a few times,

as if time stood

sin in such

“Thud!”

in front of Frankie’s

“Mr. Wolseley!”

Three days had passed.

Lance finally woke up.

asked, “Lance, how are you feeling? Does

expressionless as he asked,

was stunned and did not know what

for

asked again, “Mom, have

I heard from Frankie. I’m

you. Where is she?” Lance repeated

up her mind. She said, “The rescue team has been searching for her for three years, but she was nowhere to

die with Yvette, so she had already ordered someone to keep

on Lance.

face was

lifted the quilt and