Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 8

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 8 Lance Sees Her Vomit

Yazmin thought, fortunately, I thought of a good answer beforehand.

By saying that there was a problem with my wheelchair, I was actually setting a trap for Yvette. If Yvette said that I was the one who framed her, Lance would deem her wicked regardless.

How smart I am!

Yazmin was very displeased since Lance would never question her because of another woman in the past.

But now? Yazmin found that Lance had changed.

Actually, Yazmin was just venturing a bit just now. She would never frame Yvette with such a stupid trick. If

there was a target, she would have someone else deal with that for her.

And at the thought that Lance had slept with Yvette for three years, Yazmin pricked her fingernails deep into her palms, her beautiful face twisting in anger.

For those who slept with Yazmin’s man, Yazmin would never let them off.

The air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.

Lance was looking at Yvette with a gloomy expression as he asked, “Are you pregnant?”

Then, he said mercilessly, “Get rid of it.”

“No!”

Yvette cried out in alarm and jerked open her eyes, cold sweat dripping down.

Everything around her was white.

She was in the hospital, and it had been just a dream.

Yvette calmed herself down.

At that moment, the door opened, and then a man came in

The man had a slender figure and a handsome face. There was a pair of narrow gold-rimmed glasses on his

nose, making him look even more elegant and charming.

Yvette never expected to see Charlie here.

She, a bit stunned, asked in a daze, “Charlie, why are you here?”

“I met Ellen in the garage. She was caught up in some friction with someone there and couldn’t drive her car

out. Therefore, she asked me to come to you.”

Charlie explained in a calm voice.

Yvette touched her belly. What she was most worried about now was the baby.

She wanted to ask Charlie, but then she hesitated. “My..

“Don’t worry. Your doctor has examined you. The baby is fine.” Charlie replied in a gentle voice.

Yvette let out a sigh of relief: “Thank you, Charlie.”

for a second before he asked. “Do you want to call

Yvette shook his

“Why?” Charlie was puzzled.

at a loss for how to

could it be that there is another

remained silent, Charlie did not insist. Instead, he asked with concern, “How are

tell that Yvette was not herself now, which

depression and looked up at Charlie.

for a

I can contact you and have your bank account.

were in my contact,” Charlie interrupted

“What?”

out his phone, opened the application, and handed his phone to Yvette. “But you blocked

Yvette was embarrassed.

Charlie’s Line account, which was named

her before, wishing her

texter who it was. The texter

was just a cyber fraud. That was because Charlie

was basically a celebrity. Why would a person like him

Yvette blacklisted

was

an awkward

Yvette said with a face full of guilt, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was you. I thought it was

you now.”

phone powered off

felt even more

later.” Charlie seemed to be in a good mood, the smile

have some rest. Ellen will be here

warm, delivering a feeling of spring. That made Yvette

at university. Then Yvette’s face

“Charlie!”

out to him and said, after hesitating a

secret

she was pregnant, she would probably kill

to be humiliated by Lance

ask any further. Instead,

of the ward, Charlie glanced

something complicated in Yvette’s eyes, which were very

before.

he turned

a B ultrasound image of Yvette’s baby. The blurry black dot in it was magical to Yvette. Actually, Yvette had thought of aborting

it was right to give birth

and unwilling when she was in pain, learning that

baby.

had

she wanted to protect this

baby was rather tough to

even more.

to the baby and

at the hospital. And since Yvette was all right except for a few wounds, Ellen

Yvette back home.

who didn’t know the truth, cursed, “Lance is an asshole! He should be around now. But

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