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

Bang!

muffled sound, Yazmin fell heavily onto

“Yazmin!”

that moment, a voice, which sounded familiar,

out who that

next to her, hence an ache from both her knees

abdomen.

I’m in a lot of

in Lance’s arms. Her forehead was covered in

extremely pained.

examined Yazmin’s wounds carefully. He

even look at Yvette, who he had

ache as if someone was clutching it fiercely, making

everything. It was this

out, pointed at Yvette while

see anything at all. But she accused Yvette anyway since Yvette was

to her.

Yvette, his eyes overflowing with

But there was still a trace of hope

sensible.

“Enough!”

mercilessly, his eyes scarlet. “If something happens to Yazmin, I will

had decided that

hint of hope that was in Yvette’s eyes before had now

as if a barbed hook

How laughable!

that, in Lance’s eyes, Yvette was vicious like

shivering with cold. Now, both her body and heart

car without

was on the ground, with a sneer, as if Yvette was a

out of your league. You are insignificant to

were unpleasant, but Yvette didn’t listen

blankly at Lance’s steps, which looked rather nervous, as if

way Lance took good care of Yazmin was something

that she

black Bentley. A cloud

that moment, a queer pain came from…tte’s lower

realized something. She then held

called to tell Yvette that it would

continuous pain in her body panicked Yvette a lot. And since it was difficult to grab a

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

regardless.

her. Yvette dragged herself with difficulty as she

strength.

not stop. Instead, he sped

staring after the car until it

in pain, she stroked her lower abdomen while shedding tears

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

doctor was examining Yazmin

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

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