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,

her eyes. Therefore, she hid her emotions and said,

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

overflowed.

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

the scene

his grip on her chin and

pressed down, he blocked

kiss came like a storm, with him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making her feel even more

hurried to reach out her hand at his chest and push him away in a

was annoyed. Why did he kiss

of questions on her mind, Yvette

been extremely aggressive when he

sank both him and her deep into the

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

anything else.

was resigned to

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

puddle of water

moment, someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the vibe in

was Lance’s phone, which was on the table. But Lance

even more deeply

name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away. She

hard, but Lance did not

her body was cooling down,

her gaze away,

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

of the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs from the

voice coming in.

what they were talking about, but she knew

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

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

heart was broken for

bent forward to pick up the key on the table. The button

away, his face cold and

looked down at her, wanting

is on the table. Go grab some rest

still suffused with the light of saliva that the two of them left

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

moment Lance turned around, Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling

dare to look at him, afraid that

ask him not to leave her for

not to go had used up all her

give it

was her way of making a

that she would

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