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 ordered,

with tears in her eyes. Therefore, she hid her emotions and

sounded muffled. Meanwhile, the tip

overflowed.

just like a rose wet

found the scene

his grip on her chin and

blocked the light

kiss came like a storm, with him sucking her broken lips

to reach out her hand at his chest and push him

Why did he kiss her

a slew of questions on her mind, Yvette was

He had always been extremely aggressive when he

to stop it from resisting and sank both him and her

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

anything else.

resigned to

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

puddle of water

someone’s phone vibrated, ruining the

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

more deeply

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

pushed hard, but

cooling down,

turned her gaze

he got up, went to the balcony, and

balcony. Yvette could

voice coming in.

they were talking about, but she

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

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

her heart

forward to pick up the key on the

away, his face cold

her, wanting to

is on the table.

the light of saliva that the

cold and seductive.

“Lance Wolseley, don’t go…”

tightly from behind while calling him by his full name, her voice

at him, afraid that

she wanted to ask him not to leave her for

go had used

she wan.. to give it a try

of making a last

told herself that she would only do it

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