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.

chin and ordered,

bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she hid her emotions

Meanwhile,

overflowed.

wet with

the

his grip on her chin and

down, he blocked

sucking her broken

her hand at his chest and push

was annoyed. Why did he kiss

questions on her

Lance did it anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive when he

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

gently. Every move

anything else.

resigned to

As he pinched her chin, he kept biting

water and making her

someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the

on the table. But Lance did not

even more deeply

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

pushed hard, but

was cooling down,

kept vibrating, and Yvette turned her gaze away, not wanting to

was silent for a moment. Then he got up, went to the

Yvette could

voice coming in.

what they were talking about,

the wounds

not because of the wounds. It

knew that her heart

came in. He bent forward to pick up the key on the table. The button on the neckline

was away, his face

down at her,

the end, he said, “Dinner is on the table. Go grab

saliva that the two of them left when

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

Lance turned around, Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling him by his full name, her voice

him, afraid that she might not

ask him not to leave

not to go had

give it a try

way of making a

herself that she would only do it

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