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.

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

overflowed.

rose wet with dew in the night,

the scene

tightened his grip on her chin and kissed her

down, he blocked

her broken lips fiercely, making

her hand at his

was annoyed. Why did he kiss

questions on her mind, Yvette was

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

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

Every move he made, he drove Yvette

anything else.

resigned to

her. As he pinched

water and making her moan

phone vibrated,

table. But Lance

even more deeply

the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold

hard, but Lance did not

that her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but did

Yvette turned her gaze away, not wanting to see

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

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

voice coming in.

could not hear what they were talking about, but she knew he was keeping

wounds

was not because of the wounds. It was her heart

knew that her heart was broken

the key on the table.

away, his face cold and

down at her, wanting

on the table. Go grab

suffused with the light of saliva

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

from behind while calling him by his full name, her voice

look at him, afraid that she

wanted to ask him not to leave her for

him not to go had used up all her

give

her way of making a last desperate

would only do it

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