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.

wanting to pull back Yazmin. But

Bang!

a muffled sound, Yazmin fell

“Yazmin!”

moment, a voice, which sounded familiar,

out who that was, she

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

abdomen.

I’m in a lot

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

extremely pained.

he examined Yazmin’s wounds carefully. He looked quite nervous

all the while, he did not even look at Yvette, who he had

someone was

It was this crazy

had just come out, pointed at Yvette

didn’t see anything at all. But she accused Yvette anyway since Yvette was

to her.

look at Yvette,

for a moment. But there was still a trace

sensible.

“Enough!”

“If something happens

that Yvette was

was in

if a barbed hook was hooking it

How laughable!

turned out that, in Lance’s eyes, Yvette was

with cold. Now, both her body and heart were

car without a backward glance

glancing at Yvette, who was on the ground,

league. You are insignificant

were unpleasant, but Yvette didn’t listen to her at

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

Yazmin was something Yvette had never

that she was never really close to

started his black Bentley. A cloud of dust

a queer pain came

her senses and realized something. She then held

it would still take her a while before she got out of

continuous pain in her body panicked Yvette a lot. And

got up, wanting to stop

regardless.

by before her. Yvette dragged herself with difficulty as she

strength.

sped

after

her stomach in pain, she stroked her

“Baby, I’m so sorry…”

Inside the ward.

was examining

answering the phone. The