Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 69

Chapter 69 Wait and See

Seeing that Yvette was silent, Yazmin continued, “Don’t think you won because Lance told me to explain to you. Everyone in New York knows how long he has doted on me. Believe it or not, as long as something happens to me, Lance will immediately abandon you.”

“Are you afraid?” Yvette slightly raised her eyes.

“You!”

Yazmin said so arrogantly because she was afraid.

The bitch was more important than her. How could she not be afraid?

However, she thought of something and found it meaningless to threaten Yvette now.

Finally, she smiled and said, “Let’s wait and see.”

Before Yvette left, Yazmin looked at her belly with resentment.

She thought that the bitch could sleep with Lance in his arms and was even pregnant with his baby.

She wanted to tear Yvette apart.

It was supposed to be her place.

Soon, she would let Yvette know how miserable she would be.

After Yazmin left, Yvette stood in place for a few seconds, calming herself down.

Just now, Yazmin had asked the right question.

Yazmin asked if Yvette was afraid. Of course, Yvette was.

Yvette was more afraid than Yazmin because Yazmin had a family who loved her dearly.

But Yvette only had Lance apart from her grandmother Phoebe.

But people could sometimes be very stubborn and only give up until deeply hurt.

This was also what Yvette understood after the real experience.

Yvette had only taken a few steps when she met Charlie.

Since his arm was tied with a bandage, it was inconvenient for him to bend down to pick up to the ground from his hand.

the

cup that fell

Yvette hurriedly went forward to pick it up and handed it over to Charlie.

“Yvette.” Noticing her, Charlie smiled gently.

He did not ask Yvette why she was in the hospital, but he probably knew the reason.

Yvette felt very guilty. After all, Charlie got injured because of her.

Yvette saw Charlie holding the cup and trying to twist the lid open.

Yvette quickly helped him and handed it over.

“Can I trouble you to feed me?” asked Charlie.

Only then did Yvette see that his other hand was also injured.

She raised the cup to his mouth, and Charlie took a sip.

Not as sweet as last time, but still sweet, he thought.

Yvette screwed the lid of the cup and sincerely apologized, “Charlie, I’m really sorry. I apologize for Lance.”

Charlie’s eyes flickered, and he said gently, “It’s fine. Yvette, you don’t have to apologize to me.”

He asked again, “Are you alright?”

Yvette answered, “I’m fine. I haven’t introduced Lance to you. He is my husband. He promised me that he would not pick on you again.”

Charlie smiled, “It’s okay. It was a misunderstanding last time. Mr. Wolseley’s assistant Frankie handled it

well.”

Soon, they said goodbye, and Yvette walked back to the ward.

In the ward, Lance looked at the photo with an unknown source on his phone. His eyes turned cold for a

moment.

He looked at Marvin and asked, “Who did Yvette come to see yesterday?”

Marvin was stunned. He did not want to say it, but seeing Lance’s expression, Marvin knew he couldn’t hide

the secret.

“When I saw her, she was indeed talking to that brat from the Raison family, but she didn’t necessarily come

to see him. Don’t think too much about it.”

Marvin was telling the truth. Yvette did not say who she was visiting.

But Lance clearly remembered that Yvette said in the car that she was not there to see him.

When Yvette returned to the ward, there was only Lance inside.

He didn’t seem very happy, but he didn’t say anything. He just asked Yvette to come over.

Then, he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her for a long time. Yvette stopped him.

Lance was a patient and needed to restrain his lust.

However, he still wrapped her in his arms. His thin lips pressed against her eardrums as he softly said something. Yvette bit her lips, and her entire face was hot.

“Do all men like that?” she asked, a little embarrassed.

There was a faint smile in Lance’s dark eyes, which looked particularly charming.

“Others have tried it, but I haven’t,” he said.

Yvette patted his chest and said angrily, “Then you won’t have a chance.”

Lance covered his chest and frowned. Yvette panicked and quickly asked, “Does it hurt?”

“My heart aches.”

Yvette was stunned.

“I feel like I’m missing a bit of sex pleasure.”

Yvette really wanted to beat him.

When she moved, a small part of her fair-skinned soft waist was exposed. Lance couldn’t help but pinch it.

“You’re a bit chubbier now?”

Yvette panicked and pulled down her clothes a little.

“No.”

She had only been pregnant for two months, and it was not the time for her to start to show. Yvette’s appetite had been a little better recently. She did not vomit or have diarrhea, so she ate more to give the baby more nutrition.

So she was a little chubbier.

Yvette did not intend to keep her pregnancy from Lance. But with their current relationship, Yvette still hoped to wait until the third month to tell Lance.

Anyway, no matter whether he wanted the baby or not, she would definitely keep it.

“Not bad. It feels good to touch your bott

Lance reached out to scratch Yvette’s waist, making her beg for mercy before stopping.

In the next few days, Yvette stayed with Lance at the hospital every day. He was pretty healthy, so he was discharged from the hospital in less than a week.

However, his work was obviously very busy. Yvette had not seen him for three days.

Yvette felt a little uneasy, but she still tried to persuade herself to be calm.

Recently, she would visit Phoebe every morning.

However, Phoebe was sick and liked to sleep, so she often came when Phoebe was resting.

So today, Yvette was going to wait for Phoebe to get up in the afternoon when going over. She could talk to her grandmother.

It was still early, so Yvette went to the company.

She was a little worried that Lance would work so hard before he fully recovered. Under the guidance of Mary, she personally made soup for him.

On the way, she sent a Line message to Lance and asked if he was busy.

But he did not reply.

When she arrived at the company, Yvette directly went upstairs using the president’s special ladder card.

She bumped into Frankie. Frankie was obviously flustered for a moment.

Yvette’s heart sank for a second, but she still asked, “Is Lance busy?”

“Mr. Wolseley is in the office…” Frankie wanted to say something, but Yvette had walked over.

The office window was open. Lance sat in his seat. The black shirt matched him. He looked at the screen seriously. He appeared particularly sexy.

Yazmin was wearing an office-lady style dress. She looked vulnerable and yet capable. Her clothes were more eye-catching than her usual ones.

It was said that men who worked hard were the sexiest. Lance was especially sexy when he was at work.

Therefore, it was not difficult for her to understand Yazmin’s respectful look, but she felt very angry in her heart.

Frankie had sweat on his temples. He explained, “Ms. Myers has just taken over her father’s business in New York. If there are some things that she doesn’t understand, she will come and ask Mr. Wolseley.”

But just as he was speaking, Yazmin pressed her face against Lance’s lower jaw. Although she was looking at the documents, her actions were quite intimate.

Frankie broke out in cold sweat and couldn’t help but look at Yvette. Her face was expressionless, so it was impossible to tell if she was angry or not.

It was easy for Yazmin to see who was standing outside the window from her position. A provocative smile appeared on her face.

In her opinion, Yvette would run away with a sense of inferiority.

It was lucky for a humble person like her to be able to stay by Lance’s side. How could she dare to make trouble with Lance without grabbing the evidence?

Moreover, Lance would definitely not tolerate a moody woman, so Yvette could only suffer in her heart. If this continued, she would collapse soon.

Out of Yazmin’s expectation, Yvette knocked on the door and entered the room.

Lance was highlighting the documents. When he heard someone enter, he did not even raise his head and said coldly, “Get out.”Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.