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.

out, wanting to pull

Bang!

Yazmin fell heavily onto

“Yazmin!”

moment, a voice, which sounded

who that was,

to her, hence an

abdomen.

in a

sobbed weakly in Lance’s arms. Her forehead was covered in blood, and her

extremely pained.

wounds carefully. He looked quite nervous

he did not even look at Yvette,

as if someone was

It was this crazy woman who pushed

come out, pointed

at all. But she accused Yvette anyway since

to her.

swiveled to look at Yvette, his

there was

sensible.

“Enough!”

something happens to Yazmin, I

that

that was in Yvette’s eyes

heart was bleeding as if a barbed hook was hooking it

How laughable!

in Lance’s eyes, Yvette was vicious

with cold. Now, both

his car without a

was on the ground,

of your league. You are insignificant to him compared with

unpleasant, but Yvette didn’t listen to her

which looked rather nervous, as if she was a

way Lance took good care of Yazmin was something

dawned on Yvette that she was never really

his black Bentley. A cloud of dust rose as

queer pain came from…tte’s lower

realized something. She then

phone rang. It was Ellen who called to tell Yvette that it would still take

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

got up, wanting to stop Lance’s car and

regardless.

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

strength.

stop. Instead, he sped right away toward the main

after the car

stroked her lower

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

was

corridor, answering the phone. The sunlight fell through the