Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 19 Is He Blind?

After opening it, Yazmin instantly turned pale.

Without thinking much, she threw it directly into the trash can next to her.

There were children’s clothes in it!

Yazmin wondered, is Yvette pregnant?

How is this possible?

But soon, Yazmin calmed down. Thinking of Lance’s words and actions just now, it seemed that he still did

not know about this matter.

Then things got easy.

A fierce look flashed across her eyes.

Yvette was future trouble for Yazmin, and Yazmin would deal with her when Yvette got a divorce.

The next day.

Yvette got up early and was ready to go to City Hall.

She made an appointment at half past nine in the morning. It was still early, so she took the bus there.

Yvette didn’t have dinner with Ellen when she was uncomfortable yesterday. When she got home, Yvette

found that the baby clothes she bought were gone.

She called the store, but the working staff didn’t find them. The clothes were probably picked up by someone.

After the bus arrived at the station, Yvette got off the bus and sent a message to Lance: I got there.

Yvette suddenly realized that the last time she sent messages to Lance was before Yazmin came back.

It read: Hubby, when will you be back?

When she learned that she was pregnant that day, Yvette wanted to tell Lance in the text message, but she felt that she should tell him about the important thing in person.

Unexpectedly, in just half a month, everything had changed.

There were a lot of messages in the dialog box. Most of them were sent by her, and Lance occasionally replied with a single word.

Yvette didn’t feel it before, but looking at the chatting records now, she could tell whether Lance really loved

her.

Yvette deleted all the chatting records. She would not let herself dwell in the past.

She walked forward, and suddenly, someone beside her called out thief.

Then, Yvette was pushed by someone, and a black shadow darted out from her side with a red bag in his

hand, running away desperately.

Fortunately, Yvette reacted quickly and used her left knee to support herself on the ground, so she did not

fall.

A woman in a red dress chased after the thief. Before she took two steps, she twisted her foot and sat on the

ground.

With a pained expression, the woman pleaded for help from passersby. Help me. There’s medicine inside,

the woman cried.

were only two or three passers–by on the roadside. No matter how the woman asked for

no one

thinking and shouted as she ran, “Stop! Catch

passers–by all looked at her, and the thief was also

getting closer to the thief. She was good at

win in terms

shouting, “Put down

was so panicked that he ran

chased

his knees, gasped for breath, and cursed, “Fuck, are you crazy? Why are

so

and turn yourself in.

and get it.” The thief threw the bag at

up the bag. The moment she got close, the yellow–haired young man suddenly pulled out a knife and stabbed it

Go to hell!”

was taken out, it was reflected by the dazzling bright light of the sun. Yvette immediately reacted and raised her hand to pull the man’s shoulder. At the same time, she tilted

was jerked away

the knife fell to

up the knife and

resist!

he spoke, he raised the knife and stabbed Yvette’s

pale, and she went

she going to die here?

stunned for a second. She

dripped down her fair palm.

more blood flowed

yellow–haired youth was

that Yvette would do this, and he wanted to let go

a critical moment…

a

ground by the police who

survived the stab, fell to the ground, getting

in the red dress ran over and

moist.

it

medicine still there?

the red dress took a look at her bag and said excitedly,

hospital.

the ambulance reached the

were no major injuries except the scratches

and the wound

been by Yvette’s side. Yvette had been burying her head in the woman’s arms, not daring to

been afraid of needles and

was not from a rich family, but she was as delicate as a rich lady when she

infinitely magnified by her, and Yvette

for the baby, she lied that she was allergic to anesthetics and could only get her wounds stitched

without anesthetics.

the needle was stuck into her skin, it

in the red dress had a distressed look, wishing that she could help

for a long time before she

have been waiting for her for a

but it was inconvenient for her to hold it with her

picked it up and said eagerly, “Good girl, don’t

now, the woman and Yvette had exchanged names. The woman

help me make a phone

tell me the

suddenly paused and asked, “Who is he to you?”

Yvette replied.

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