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, “Stop

tears in her eyes. Therefore, she

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

overflowed.

wet with dew in the night,

the scene

grip on her chin and kissed her

Lance pressed down, he blocked the light in front of

storm, with him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making her

pounding. Yvette hurried to reach out her hand

annoyed. Why did

a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was

been extremely aggressive

sank both him and her deep

Every move he made, he drove Yvette crazy, unable to

anything else.

was resigned to

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

a puddle of water and making her

vibrated, ruining the vibe in

which was on the table. But Lance did not look

more

But then she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold

but Lance did

down, Lance stopped but

Yvette turned her gaze

a moment. Then he got up, went to the balcony, and answered the

of the balcony. Yvette could

voice coming in.

what they were talking about, but she knew he was

wounds

pain. But it was not because of the wounds.

heart was

He bent forward to pick up the key on the table.

he was away, his face

down at her, wanting

is on the table. Go grab

of saliva that

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

from behind while calling

dare to look at him, afraid that she might not have the courage to say the

not to leave her

not to go had used up all her

wan.. to give it a

her way of

told herself that she would only do it once…

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