Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 108

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 108 Fight Back

Yvette was confused.

What did it have to do with Lance whether she ate or not? She would eat, of course. But Lance's

presence made her lose her appetite.

"Get..."

Before she could say the other word "out", Yvette's mouth was captured in a deep kiss.

Yvette could hardly make a sound.

Lance slid his tongue between her lips and tasted her flavor. He was surprisingly gentle, possibly because he thought of the pain in her mouth.

But even so, it still reminded Yvette of what had happened in the bathroom. She felt so disgusted that she directly spilled the soup all over Lance.

Lance was scalded by the hot soup. His face darkened when he let go of Yvette.

Just when Yvette thought that Lance was going to get angry again, he calmed himself down and opened another box of soup. Lance said coldly, "Eat it. Otherwise, I will feed you the same way I did just now."

Yvette simply could not understand what he was trying to do.

Yvette thought Lance must have lost his mind.

Finally, Yvette compromised.

Yvette wished that Lance could go out instead of humiliating her.

Yvette lowered her head and slowly ate the soup with her. spoon.

Yvette was in pain. She didn't know where the skin in her mouth was broken, but it hurt so much.

If Lance wasn't here, she would have cried in pain, but now she didn't want to cry in front of him.

If he didn't love her, her tears would only disgust him.

So Yvette didn't want to embarrass herself.

Lance washed himself and changed clothes in the bathroom.

When Yvette saw him take the clothes, she was somewhat shocked. The suits he took here filled the whole wardrobe. Was he going to live in the hospital? After the meal, a nurse came over to clean up.

Yvette wanted to lie down and rest, but Lance suddenly reached for her lips.

Yvette slapped his hand away without hesitation.

Lance's face darkened in an instant.

"Mr. Wolseley, even if I'm just a tool, I may take a break, right?" Yvette looked at him warily.

If not for the fact that she had worked out a lot, she would have died under torture.

Lance's expression changed. He took out a napkin and handed it to her, indicating that she should wipe her lips.

Yvette, however, did not take it. She took another one, wiped her mouth, and threw it away.

Lance's hand was still in the air, and he seemed as if he was goaded beyond endurance. "Yvette, enough is enough."

Yvette abruptly laughed and replied indifferently, "Well, do you want to do it here now? Come on,

you can do whatever you want to me, but don't touch my mouth. It still hurts."

"You!" Lance's face was purple with rage. In the end, he threw the napkin away and left the ward.

At noon, it was Frankie who brought Yvette lunch.

When he left, Yvette stopped him.

"Did you personally give the report to Mr. Wolseley?"

Frankie was stunned. He did not expect Yvette to ask him about this. He nodded and had already. guessed what was on it.

Lance's performance made words superfluous.

"Did you personally hand it to him?" Yvette asked again.

Frankie paused for a moment. He recalled that he sent the report to Lance's office. At that time, Lance was in a meeting, but the meeting ended about ten minutes later.

Frankie told her the truth.

Yvette said, "In other words, you don't know what happened in these ten minutes. Frankie, please help me to investigate if anyone has entered the office."

Apparently, someone had set her up. Except for Yazmin, Yvette could not think of anyone else who

had a reason to frame her.

Lance was ruthless and capricious. Yvette could not take any risks with her child.

Lance could not be generous enough to let her give birth to another man's child.

Even if they divorced in the end, she had to prove her innocence and protect her and her child's reputation.

In the afternoon, Marvin came to visit her.

As soon as he entered, he asked with concern, "Yvette, do you feel better?"

Yvette didn't hate Marvin, so she nodded in response.

Gazing at her bony chin, Marvin remained silent for a while before he said, "When Lance is mentally unstable, don't provoke him. Be careful and be smart, so that you may suffer less." Yvette did not say anything. When Marvin was about to leave, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Professor Icahn, could you please do me a favor?"

Yvette asked him to do the lab test again with her venous blood and Lance's hair.

Yvette pulled Lance's hair off in the morning.

Marvin did not expect the incident between them. No wonder Lance had that expression when he

mentioned the child.

However, Marvin could understand why Lance did not tell him about this..

Marvin believed that no man would be able to tell his friend frankly that his wife had another man's

baby.

However, since Yvette asked him for help so confidently, Marvin believed that this child was definitely Lance's.

Marvin nodded and promised, "You will get the test result in 24 hours."

When Marvin left, Yvette closed her eyes, but she couldn't fall asleep.

She kept thinking about what Lance had said. He said that he didn't divorce her merely because she was sexy. He also said that she was not a patch on Yazmin.

How silly she was! She even dreamed that Lance might have liked her a little bit.

Yazmin and Lance were very attached to each other. Yazmin, like a big tree, was rooted in the blood

deep in Lance's body. No one could pull it out unless Lance died.

Therefore, Yvette would no longer overestimate herself. She was determined to divorce.

Even if she had to beg Lance's grandfather, she still had to give it a try.

Ellen woke up on the big bed in the hotel.

The room was dark with curtains tightly closed, and she couldn't tell whether it was night or day.

The air was filled with the smell of love and lust.

Ellen felt that everything before her eyes was hazy. She wanted to get up, but felt every part of her

hurt.

Looking down, she was naked, and there were bruises all over her body.

Jamie was like a dog. He had been crouching over her body all night, pinching and biting her. He was not like a human at all!

However, at that moment, she did not know where he had gone. He might have already left.

She got up and wanted to put on her clothes.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang!

The hotel door was kicked open.

Ellen didn't even have time to react before she was grabbed by the hair and thrown off the bed.

Someone stepped on her back and said fiercely, "Beat this bitch to death!"