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.

her chin and ordered, “Stop

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

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

overflowed.

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

the scene

his grip on her chin and kissed

pressed down, he blocked the light in

sucking her broken lips fiercely,

out her hand at

was annoyed. Why did

a slew of questions on her mind,

Lance did it anyway. He had always been

hand to stop it from resisting and sank both him and

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

anything else.

resigned

pinched her chin, he kept biting and sucking her gently,

a puddle of water and making her

moment, someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the

was Lance’s phone, which was on the table. But Lance did not look at it. Instead, he held

her even more deeply

eyes were red. But then she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s

but

body was cooling down, Lance

vibrating, and Yvette turned her gaze away, not

Then he got

could hear soft sobs from the girl and

voice coming in.

talking about,

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

blood again. She was in pain. But it was not because of the wounds. It

knew that her heart was broken

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

he was away, his

looked down at her, wanting to say

on the table. Go grab some rest after

thin lips were still suffused with the light of saliva that the two of them left when kissing. They

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

from behind while

did not dare to look at him, afraid that she might not

ask him not to leave her for Yazmin

him not to go had

give

was her way of making a last

would only

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