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.

her chin and ordered, “Stop

tears in her eyes.

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

overflowed.

like a rose wet with

the scene

he tightened his grip on her chin

pressed down, he blocked the

with him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making

heart pounding. Yvette hurried to reach out her hand

was annoyed. Why did

of questions on her mind, Yvette

always been extremely aggressive

it from resisting and sank both him and her deep

bit the corner of her lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette crazy,

anything else.

was resigned

her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and sucking her

a puddle of water and making her

vibrated, ruining the vibe in the

table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held her face

even more deeply

on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s

but Lance did not

her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but

and Yvette turned her

Then he got

close the door of the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs

voice coming in.

about,

wounds on her palm.

not because of the wounds. It was

her heart was

to pick up the key on the table. The button on the neckline was

was away, his

her,

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

saliva that the two of them left when kissing. They

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling

look at him, afraid that she might

ask him not to leave her for Yazmin

to go

stood so low, but she wan.. to give it a try for the sake

her way of making

would only do it

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