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, “Stop

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

sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her nose was red,

overflowed.

a rose wet with dew in the night, fragile

the

tightened his grip on her

he blocked

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

Yvette hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and push him

did he

of questions on her mind, Yvette

did it anyway. He had always been

resisting and sank both him and her deep

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

anything else.

resigned to

how to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he

puddle of water

vibrated, ruining the vibe in the

which was on the table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held her face

even more deeply and

she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of

but Lance

cooling down, Lance stopped but

turned her gaze away, not wanting to see

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

could hear soft sobs from

voice coming in.

were talking about, but she knew

wounds on

again. She was in pain. But it was not because of

heart was

to pick up the key on the

was away, his face cold and

her, wanting

is on the table. Go grab some rest after

suffused with the light of saliva that the two of them left when kissing.

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

him tightly from behind while calling him by his full

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

wanted to ask him not to leave her for Yazmin

go had used

give it a try for the sake of

was her way of

that she would

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