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.

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

Bang!

Yazmin fell

“Yazmin!”

voice, which

out who that was, she was pushed

hit the railing next to her, hence an ache from both her knees and

abdomen.

I’m in a lot of

in Lance’s arms. Her forehead was covered in blood,

extremely pained.

wounds carefully. He looked

while, he did not even look at Yvette, who

if someone was clutching it fiercely, making

was this crazy woman who pushed

just come out, pointed at

Emilie didn’t see anything at all. But she accused Yvette

to her.

to look at Yvette, his eyes overflowing

moment. But there was still a trace of hope

be sensible.

“Enough!”

“If something happens to Yazmin, I will not

that Yvette

that was in Yvette’s eyes before had

if a barbed hook was hooking it

How laughable!

that, in Lance’s eyes, Yvette

was shivering with cold. Now, both her body

carried Yazmin into his car without a backward glance at

at Yvette, who was on the ground, with a

of your league. You

were unpleasant, but Yvette didn’t

just stared blankly at Lance’s steps, which looked rather

of Yazmin

it dawned on Yvette that she was never really

black Bentley. A cloud of dust rose as

moment, a queer pain

to her senses and realized something. She then held her lower abdomen. “The

it would still take her a while before

a lot. And since it was

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

regardless.

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

strength.

not stop. Instead, he sped right away toward the main road

after the car until

pain, she stroked her lower abdomen while

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

was examining

answering the phone. The sunlight fell through the glass onto