Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 7 He’s Going to Marry His Tantalizing Ex

But soon, Yazmin came back to her senses. She looked at Emilie. “Emilie, it seems that I’ve left my bag in the restaurant. Will you please fetch it for me?”

Emilie wanted to keep picking on Yvette, but she was resigned to leaving. And when she left, she glared at

Yvette harshly.

Yazmin looked at Yvette with a sweet smile, “Yvette, thank you for taking care of Lance.”

By saying that, Yazmin was actually declaring that Lance belonged to her.

Meanwhile, Yvette found what Yazmin said ironic, thinking, she isn’t Lance’s wife. I am.

Yazmin continued, “I was too willful before, fleeing abroad just because of a row. But Lance is so sweet. He has been waiting for me to come back all the while. Therefore, I decided to marry him while I’m back now.”

Yazmin kept talking.

But she didn’t have Yvette’s attention anymore.

That Yazmin was going to marry Lance wrenched Yvette’s heart. Yvette almost fainted upon hearing this.

Yvette thought, we haven’t divorced yet, and he is already planning to remarry!

Noticing that Yvette wasn’t listening, Yazmin called her, “Yvette?”

Hearing that, Yvette wrenched her mind back to the present.

“What is the matter, Ms. Myers?”

Looking at Yvette, who wasn’t herself now, Yazmin was satisfied.

Then Yazmin took out her phone, opened the Line application, and said, “Yvette, how about I add you on Line? Lance treats me so well. I am thinking that maybe I can give him a surprise sometimes. You’ll have to assist

me then.”

Yvette didn’t want to have Yazmin on her contact, but as Yvette saw Yazmin’s face, which was eager, Yvette

was resigned to it.

Since the sun was shining brightly outside, there appeared beads of sweat on Yazmin’s forehead. Therefore, Yazmin turned to look at Yvette and said in embarrassment, “Yvette, can you please take me there?”

Yvette nodded and pushed the wheelchair. But the wheelchair wasn’t moving.

Yvette then pressed her hand against the armrest while bending so as to check if the wheels were stuck.

But the moment Yvette lowered her head, Yazmin pinched Yvette’s arm hard and asked with a sneer, “Yvette,

did it give you pleasure to sleep with my man for the past two years?”

Yvette had a premonition that something bad was gonna happen.

At that moment, the wheelchair, which was stuck, moved on its own suddenly.

“Help!

“Yvette!”

Yazmin, her face full of fear, screamed and called out Yvette’s name. In its wake, she fell backward harshly.

wanting to pull back Yazmin.

Bang!

muffled sound, Yazmin fell

“Yazmin!”

voice, which

Yvette could find out who

to hit the railing next to her, hence an ache from both her knees and

abdomen.

a lot of

Her forehead was covered in

extremely pained.

examined Yazmin’s wounds

did not even look at Yvette,

made Yvette’s heart ache as if someone was

saw everything. It was this crazy woman who pushed

come out, pointed at Yvette while blaming

she accused Yvette anyway since Yvette was a

to her.

to look at Yvette, his eyes overflowing with

a moment. But there was still

be sensible. “I

“Enough!”

something happens

decided that

in

if a barbed hook was

How laughable!

turned out that, in Lance’s

with cold. Now, both her

carried Yazmin into his car without a

at Yvette, who was on the ground, with a sneer, as if Yvette was a poor stray

your league. You are insignificant to him

but Yvette didn’t listen to her

blankly at Lance’s steps, which looked

care of Yazmin was something Yvette had never

Yvette that she was never really close to

Lance started his black Bentley. A cloud of dust rose as the car

that moment, a queer pain came from…tte’s

to her senses and realized something. She then

who called to tell Yvette that it would still take her a while before she got out of

lot. And since it was difficult to

high-end restaurant, Yvette got up, wanting to stop Lance’s car and have him drive her to the

regardless.

herself

strength.

sped right away toward

staring after

she stroked her lower abdomen while

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

was

outside in the corridor, answering the phone. The sunlight fell through the