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

a bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes. Therefore,

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

overflowed.

like a rose wet with dew

found the

tightened his grip on her chin and

blocked

sucking her broken lips

out her hand

was annoyed. Why did he kiss

of questions on her mind,

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

hand to stop it from resisting and sank both him and her deep into the soft

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

anything else.

resigned to

to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he

puddle of water and making her

phone vibrated, ruining

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

her even more deeply and

on the screen

hard, but Lance did

down, Lance stopped but did not

turned her

got up,

of the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs from the girl and Lance’s

voice coming in.

talking about, but

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

But it was not because of the wounds. It was her

her heart was

Lance came in. He bent forward to pick up the key on

his face cold and

down at her,

is on the table. Go grab

thin lips were still suffused with the light of saliva that the two of them left

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

hugged him tightly from behind while calling

that she might not have the courage to say the

ask him not

not to go

but she wan.. to give it a try

way of making a last desperate

would

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