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.

constricted as she reached out, wanting to pull back Yazmin. But

Bang!

a muffled sound, Yazmin

“Yazmin!”

a voice, which sounded familiar, came

find out who that was, she

hit the railing next to her, hence

abdomen.

a lot of

in Lance’s arms. Her forehead

extremely pained.

Yazmin’s wounds

while, he did not even look at

Yvette’s heart ache as if someone was clutching it fiercely, making

It was this

come out, pointed at

all. But she accused Yvette

to her.

at Yvette, his eyes overflowing with

Yvette for a moment. But there was still a

sensible. “I

“Enough!”

eyes scarlet. “If something happens to Yazmin, I will not let

that Yvette was to

of hope that was in Yvette’s

was bleeding as if a barbed hook

How laughable!

in Lance’s eyes, Yvette was vicious like

both her body and

carried Yazmin into his car without a backward

followed up while glancing at Yvette, who was on the ground, with a sneer, as if Yvette was a poor stray

out of your league. You are

but Yvette didn’t listen to her at

just stared blankly at Lance’s steps, which looked rather nervous, as if she was a

of Yazmin was something Yvette had never seen

dawned on Yvette that she was never really

started his black Bentley. A cloud

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

and realized something. She then held her lower

It was Ellen who called to tell Yvette that it would still take her a

her body panicked Yvette a lot. And since it was difficult to

high-end restaurant, Yvette got up, wanting to stop Lance’s

regardless.

passed by before her. Yvette dragged herself with difficulty as she hailed the car with all

strength.

not stop. Instead, he sped right

was left staring after the

in pain, she stroked her lower abdomen while

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

was

the corridor, answering the phone. The sunlight fell through