Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

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Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 32 Is That Your New Lover?

Soon, his handsome face returned to normal, and he said in a toneless voice. “I won’t let you do that.”

Yvette covered her mouth and muttered, “What…?”

Yvette didn’t hear it clearly.

Lance stared at her with his beautiful eyes and said word by word in a low and sexy voice, “I won’t let

you use

your month…”

“Stop!” Yvette couldn’t stand it and directly covered his mouth.

Beneath her palm were his soft lips that seemed to be breathing hot air.

Yvette withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded.

The man’s eyes dimmed for a moment. Then, he pulled a chair over and sat down by the bed. He took

out the

cotton and gently wiped her wound. After that, he picked out some ointment, applied it on her foot, and

wrapped it with gauze.

“Has Yazmin been here in the afternoon?” Lance asked.

Yvette glanced at him and thought to herself, isn’t that what you allowed?

Seeing that Yvette did not say anything, he asked again, “What did she say to you?”

Yvette forces a laugh and said, “She asked me when we were going to divorce.”

Needless to say, Lance knew that Yazmin wanted to be Mrs. Wolseley.

“She has been spoiled since she was a child. Later, her body was not good and she was slightly

depressed, so she did not care about others when she spoke. Try not to contact her as much as

possible.”

Depression?

Yvette did not find Yazmin’s depressed look at all. In her eyes, Yazmin was overbearing.

And depression was not an excuse to hurt others.

Yvette stopped smiling and mocked, “Lance, you know what she wants. As long as we divorce, you and

her will not see me again. How can we contact each other?”

The man’s face turned slightly ugly.

Yvette turned a blind eye to it. “When my foot gets better, I will make it clear to Mrs. Wolseley. I will make

her

agree to our divorce.”

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Thinking of the marks on Yazmin’s neck, Yvette was as disgusting as eating a fly.

Lance raised his eyebrows and asked again, “Why do you want to divorce so much? Is it because of

him?”

These words agitated Yvette, dampening her calmness.

“Lance, aren’t you the one who wants to divorce?”

“But you mentioned it first,” Lance asked back.

Yvette thought that she did mention it first, but it was only after Lance made her sad that she mentioned

it.

She paid all her energy into this marriage, but what did she get?

Apart from being sad, nothing.

“Lance, I am a person, not a machine without feelings. I cannot watch my husband kiss another woman

and

do nothing about it.

“Also, it has nothing to do with Charlie. I went out to relax and cut my foot. He just sent me to the

hospital.

That’s all.

“As for you, when you and Yazmin were close to each other, did you remember that you had not divorced

and still had to bear the responsibility?”

Lance was stunned. It was the first time that she complained to him.

At this moment, it was hard to say how it felt.

Yvette minded the fact that he was too close to Yazmin, which made him feel good.

“I’ll pay attention to what you say.”

Yvette sneered. He had already had sex with Yazmin. What else could he pay attention to?

Yvette continued to say, “Regarding the divorce, I am very willing to do it, so please ask Yazmin to take it

easy

and not come to me again.

“Lance, you know me. Don’t touch Charlie. Don’t make me hate you.”

Charlie cared about her only because she was his schoolmate.

Yvette was not satisfied with Lance’s dirty thoughts about others.

She also didn’t want her ten years of love to change beyond recognition.

Time was quiet for a second.

Lance was tall and slender, looking down at her with a faint smile in his eyes.

Then Lance really laughed out. Although it was light, it was more like mockery.

“In fact, you are afraid that I will deal with your future lover.”

His words were unpleasant to hear, making Yvette angry

“Lance, don’t think of everyone else like you.” She retorted.

Yvette was pure and innocent, and the person who cheated on her in marriage had no right to say

anything

about her.

“What do I look like in your eyes?”

His obsidian-like eyes shone with light. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into his embrace. “Tell me,

what is

the man who has slept with you for two years like?”

Yvette struggled with all her might, but she was tightly trapped by the man. “Lance! Can you not go

crazy?

Why don’t you go to Yazmin if you need sex?”

The man’s face suddenly became a little scary.

He released his hand, and the mockery on his lips also disappeared. He asked frostily, “You really want

me to

find her?”

Yvette pursed her lips.

She thought, do I want him to find her? Can I say no?

Yvette was just taking advantage of the situation to speak out his thoughts.

Lance gave Yazmin all the favoritism that Yvette wanted,

His heart could no longer install Yvette.

Lance was dirty, and she didn’t want him anymore.

“Yes,” Yvette answered with her eyes closed.

One word seemed to have exhausted all the strength in her body.

Hearing the door being closed, she sprawled on the bed with her tears flooding.

It was as if someone had dug out a piece of flesh from her heart.

So painful, so hurt.

She asked herself.

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Yvette, he is just a playboy. Why are you so sad?

In the hospital.

When Lance walked in, Yazmin was lying on the bed and Lena was feeding her water.

Seeing that Lance had arrived, Yazmin quickly asked Lena to make tea.

“Yazmin, did you ask the driver to take you to Serenity Villa?”

He asked without any expression on his face.

“Yes.”

Looking at Lance’s expression, Yazmin was a little nervous. She said weakly, “I just sent Yvette fish soup

today to help her heal soon, but Yvette seemed unhappy.”

“Since she doesn’t like it, then no longer meet her,” Lance said indifferently.

“Lance, I mean no harm to Yvette. I just went to thank her and thank her for taking care of you so well.

But

when I left, I saw Yvette’s face was not good.”

Yazmin pulled Lance’s sleeve. Her face was full of worry. Did something bad happen to her?”

“Nothing.” Lance did not want to mention it.

“Lance, are you angry? Do you blame me for seeing Yvette without your permission? If you don’t like it, I

will not do it again… Her wound was serious and I just wanted to see if she was better…”

As she spoke, her tears streamed down, and she cried very sadly.

“Lance, did Yvette say something…”

Seeing that Yazmin was crying so hard that she couldn’t even breathe, Lance opened his mouth and

spoke in a much warmer tone, “Don’t cry. I don’t mean to blame you.”

Lena came in with a cup of tea and handed a handkerchief to Yazmin, saying anxiously, “Ms. Myers, you

didn’t sleep well last night because of the pain, and now you are crying like this. How can your body bear

it? If your father knows it, how distressed he will be!”

Lance frowned. “It hurt again last night? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Not so painful, so I can endure it,” Yazmin said considerately. “And it is very late. I am afraid to annoy

you.”

Yazmin understood that it was not good to be annoying.

At this time, Lena suddenly interjected, “Ms. Myers, why would Mr. Wolseley be annoyed? You are about

to become husband and wife. Why are you being so polite?”

This was an obvious hint.

After these words, the two of them looked at Lance.

They were waiting for Lance’s answer.

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