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,

a bit embarrassed with tears in her eyes.

her chin pinched, her voice sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip

overflowed.

wet with dew

found the scene

his grip on her chin and kissed

Lance pressed down, he blocked the light

came like a storm, with him sucking her broken

out her hand at his chest and push him away in

was annoyed. Why did

a slew of questions on her mind,

did it anyway. He had always been extremely

resisting and sank both him

her lips gently. Every move he made, he

anything else.

was resigned to

how to tease her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and

puddle of water and making her

someone’s phone vibrated, ruining

on the table. But Lance did not look at

even more deeply

name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone. Yvette’s body turned cold right away. She wasn’t

pushed hard, but Lance did

was cooling down,

kept vibrating, and Yvette turned her

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

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

voice coming in.

hear what they were talking about, but

wounds on her

not

knew that her heart

the key on the table. The button on the neckline

his face

looked down at her, wanting to

on the table.

lips were still suffused with the light of saliva that the two

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

him tightly from behind

afraid that she might not have the courage to say

ask him not to leave her for Yazmin as

him not to go had used up all her

had stood so low, but she wan.. to give it a try for the

her way of making a

would only do it

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