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.

out, wanting to pull

Bang!

sound, Yazmin fell heavily onto the

“Yazmin!”

voice, which

who that was, she was

caused Yvette to hit the railing next to her, hence

abdomen.

I’m in a

arms. Her forehead

extremely pained.

as he examined Yazmin’s wounds carefully. He looked quite

all the while, he did not even look at

someone

saw everything. It was this crazy woman

just come out, pointed at Yvette while

accused Yvette anyway

to her.

at Yvette,

Yvette for a moment. But there was still a trace of hope in

sensible. “I

“Enough!”

something happens to Yazmin, I will not let

that

hope that was in Yvette’s eyes before had

heart was bleeding as if a barbed hook was

How laughable!

that, in Lance’s eyes, Yvette

with cold. Now, both her

Yazmin into his car without a

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

You are insignificant to him compared with

unpleasant, but Yvette didn’t listen to her at

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

way Lance took good care of Yazmin

Yvette that she was never

Bentley. A cloud of dust

queer pain came

something. She then held her

that it would still take her a while before she got

a lot. And since it was difficult to grab a cab

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

regardless.

by before her. Yvette dragged herself

strength.

Instead, he sped right away toward the main road

was left staring after the car

stomach in pain, she stroked her lower abdomen while

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

doctor was

the corridor, answering the phone. The sunlight fell through the glass onto his