Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 9

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 9 Why Is He Kissing Her?

Lance frowned, reminding Yvette of the dream she had in the daytime.

In the dream, he was cold as he was now as he told her to abort the baby.

Her heart pounded as she explained, “I might have eaten something bad. Let me grab some rest, and then I will be all right.”

Lance frowned. It was hard to tell if he was suspicious.

In her nervousness, she bit her lip and shouted, “It hurts.”

Lance unfolded her palm. In her fair-skinned and tender palm, there were a few scratches, which were

shocking.

He frowned. “You didn’t dress the wounds?”

Yvette didn’t know there were scratches on her palm. She should have had the scratches when she fell in the daytime. Then at the thought of what happened back then, Yvette was low again.

Noticing she was pale, Lance carried her up by the waist and placed her on the sofa. Then he brought the

medicine box over.

Half kneeling, Lance cleaned her wounds gently.

“You should have dodged me.”

Yvette was speechless, thinking, he, who shoved me, is blaming me for my fall!

And he is saying it very righteously.

Lance took the alcohol wipes and wiped the wounds gently. The way he looked down struck people as sweet.

It was just something everyone would do. And yet he managed to make people mesmerized by him

effortlessly.

The stinging pain caused by the alcohol reduced Yvette to tears. She bit her lips, thinking, I should toughen myself up a bit. Those are just minor injuries.

But for some reason, she wanted to cry.

Therefore, Yvette bit her lower lip tightly so as to fight back the tears.

Right now, she wanted to ask Lance badly whether he had ever loved her or not.

But then again, she was concerned about getting an unacceptable answer.

Lance looked up and saw that her lips were broken due to her bite. The bright red blood lit up Yvette’s face,

making her look dazzling.

pinched her chin and ordered,

was a bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she

chin pinched, her voice sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose was

overflowed.

she looked just like a rose wet with dew in the night,

the

his grip on her chin and

he blocked the light

storm, with him sucking her broken lips

hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and

was annoyed. Why did he

of questions on her mind, Yvette

been extremely aggressive when he was

hand to stop it from resisting and sank both him and her deep into the

her lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette

anything else.

was resigned

how to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and

of water and making her moan with

that moment, someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the

on the table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held

more deeply

name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away.

hard, but Lance did

that her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but did

Yvette turned her gaze away, not wanting

got

didn’t close the door of the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs from the

voice coming in.

they were talking about, but she

and looked at the wounds on her palm. Despite being dressed,

not because of the wounds. It was her

knew that her heart was broken

to pick up the key on the table. The button

he was away, his face cold and

down at her, wanting to

is on the table.

were still suffused with the light of saliva

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

from behind while

did not dare to look at him, afraid that

ask him not

him not to go had used up

she wan.. to give

her way of making a last

that she would only do it

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