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

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

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

overflowed.

she looked just like a rose wet with dew in

the

he tightened his grip on

Lance pressed down, he blocked the light in front

him sucking her broken lips fiercely, making

reach out her hand at his

annoyed. Why did

slew of questions on

always been extremely aggressive

to stop it from resisting and sank both

lips gently. Every move he made, he drove Yvette crazy,

anything else.

was resigned

her. As he pinched her chin, he kept biting and sucking

puddle of water and making her

vibrated, ruining the vibe

phone, which was on the table. But Lance did not look

even more deeply

she saw Yazmin’s name flashing on the screen of Lance’s phone.

hard, but Lance

that her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but did not release

turned her gaze away, not

moment. Then he got up, went to the balcony,

the balcony. Yvette could hear soft sobs from the girl and

voice coming in.

talking about, but

at the wounds

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

heart

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

his face cold

at her, wanting

said, “Dinner is on the table. Go grab some

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

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

around, Yvette hugged him tightly from behind while calling

him, afraid that she might not have the courage to say

not to leave her for Yazmin

to go had

but she wan.. to give it a try for the sake of

her way of

herself that she would only do it once…

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