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,

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

her voice sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip of her

overflowed.

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

the

grip on

pressed down, he blocked the light

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

out her hand at his chest and push

Why did

slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was

it anyway. He had always been extremely aggressive when

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

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

anything else.

resigned

As he pinched her chin,

of water and making her

moment, someone’s phone vibrated,

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

even more deeply and

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

hard, but Lance did

her body was cooling down, Lance stopped but did

her gaze away, not

got up, went to the

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

voice coming in.

about, but she knew he was keeping her

withdrew her gaze and looked at the wounds on

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

knew that her heart was

up the key on the table. The button on

away, his face cold

at her,

in the end, he said, “Dinner is on the table. Go grab some rest

thin lips were still suffused with the light of saliva that the two of them left when kissing. They

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

behind while calling him by

him, afraid that

ask him not to leave her for

not to go had used up

to give it a try for the sake of

was her way of

she would only do it once…

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