Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 109

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 109 Jamie Panics for a Moment

Ellen covered her head with her hands. Several people rushed up to her and started kicking her.

They kicked every inch of Ellen's body.

Ellen's hair was pulled, and she was pressed to the ground. She could not stand up, and her mouth. was full of blood. The acute pain almost made her lose consciousness and she spat out blood. When those people saw Ellen spit blood, they were even more excited and hit Ellen more ruthlessly.

Ellen curled up on the ground, gritted her teeth, and held back the urge to cry out.

She couldn't help but think of how she had mocked others for being mistresses at the banquet

yesterday, but today she became a mistress too that everyone hated.

And she was the worst kind. Even she looked down on herself.

If she couldn't get rid of Jamie, she had to accept the humiliation caused by Jamie.

For a moment, she wanted to just die like this. If she died, she probably would be happier than being

alive.

Someone pulled away Ellen's arms that were protecting her head, exposing her face. Then someone else took a photo of Ellen being beaten naked.

Ellen finally saw the hateful gazes of those people, as well as Fiona who was standing behind her. Fiona was waving a room key in her hand.

In an instant, Ellen's face became ghastly pale and her heart sank.

Ellen understood everything now.

It was Jamie who gave her the room key.

This was how Jamie humiliated her.

Suddenly there came the sound of something breaking.

Someone took a vase and smashed it on Ellen. With a loud sound, the vase shattered on the ground.

In an instant, Ellen's beautiful face was cut by the vase, and blood oozed out from the back of her

shoulder and face.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

They looked at the person who smashed the vase. The person was also stunned and said, “I... I

didn't..."

The person didn't even know who handed the vase to her.

The pain was so severe that Ellen couldn't react to it immediately. Ellen sat up in a daze and raised her hand to touch her face. Then her hand was covered in fresh blood. It hurt.

It really hurt.

"Ouch!"

Someone exclaimed, pushed the woman who smashed the vase, and said, "Do you want to kill her?"

At this time, the crowd was scattered by a tall man.

The tall man strode over Ellen. Ellen vaguely saw the man's deep eyes and his lips that were pursed

into a straight line.

Half of Ellen's face was covered in blood. She suddenly twitched her mouth and smiled.

However, that smile tore the wound, causing her entire face to twist.

Ellen said with difficulty and pain, "Jamie, why did you do this to me?"

She had never let him down. Why did he do this to her?

The last trace of Ellen's consciousness was gone because of the severe pain all over her. She closed her eyes and collapsed.

Jamie held Ellen in his arms. The room was filled with the thick smell of blood and Ellen seemed to

have been soaked in blood.

The red blood dyed Jamie's suit.

Jamie felt his back was about to bend over as if he was holding a stone, which was so heavy that he could not stand straight.

Jamie put his suit on Ellen and stood up with her in his arms. He kicked away a woman in front of

him.

The woman's mouth was full of blood. Just as she was about to cry, she was scared by Jamie's glare and held back the urge to shout.

Fiona's face became a little pale. "Jamie, it has nothing to do with me. I didn't know that they would

do this. I am so scared..."

"Move," Jamie said coldly.

Instantly, Fiona's face was ghastly pale.

Jamie carried Ellen and went to the underground garage. Jamie put Ellen in his car. Seeing that she was not angry or showing any expression, Jamie patted her face and said anxiously, "Ellen, wake 1. Hold on. I will take you to the hospital."

Ellen didn't answer Jamie, leaning weakly against her seat.

Jamie's pupils contracted, and he panicked for a moment. He drove to the hospital as fast as he

could.

In the hospital.

Ellen was lying on the operating table, beginning to regain consciousness.

She could clearly feel the doctor picking out the broken pieces of glass from her wound with

tweezers.

Every time the doctor picked the pieces of glass, it brought Ellen excruciating pain.

Ellen couldn't be able to speak. She felt both cold and hot, and the cold sweat on her forehead kept. dripping down to the wound, which caused her to clench her fists.

There were countless wounds on Ellen's back. The doctor was also a woman and she looked at Ellen

with pity.

What was more, the wound on Ellen's face, which was split from the cheekbone to the temple, would probably leave a scar.

The anesthesia began to take effect. Ellen felt as if she had returned to that summer in the past.

Back then, she was still the girl who was pampered by her parents. She had her best friend and there was a young man who loved her deeply.

The young man, who would blush shyly just because of one look at her, no longer existed.

When Ellen was pushed out of the operating room, the anesthesia had already taken effect. She slept very soundly and her left face was covered with gauze.

Her face was very small, but the gauze almost covered half of it. It was a little shocking.

Jamie asked the doctor, "Will there be a scar on her face?"

The doctor glanced at Jamie with contempt.

Sure enough, men only cared about if women were beautiful. The wound on Ellen's back and arms

were much more serious than the one on her face.

"According to the current condition, it is very likely to leave a scar. The patient must have

counseling afterward."

The doctor reminded Jamie.

If not for that the director of the hospital had told the doctor about the patient's information, she

would have called the police.

The patient's injury was not like an accident. It was obvious that someone did this.

In the middle of the night, the anesthesia was gone and Ellen was still a little unconscious. She mumbled in a low voice, "Mom, it hurts. It hurts..."

Jamie was awakened by Ellen's mumble and went to check on her.

Ellen curled up, her brows furrowed, and her face was covered in tears. She mumbled unclearly.

Jamie called the doctor over. The doctor shook her head. There was nothing she could do but use painkillers. However, the painkillers would damage Ellen's body. The doctor did not suggest it. Jamie asked the doctor to leave. Jamie lay on the bed and gently stroked Ellen's hair. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

Jamie hadn't been so gentle for years.

In the past, when he was just in love with Ellen, Ellen was not a clingy girl. Hence, he didn't have to be a model boyfriend.

Later, his life changed completely. Ellen didn't even want to talk to him, so he didn't pay much

attention to her.

But at that moment, Ellen was not aggressive at all. She was vulnerable, lying there pitifully.

It made him have compassion for her again.

He held her in his arms and suddenly felt like he had returned to the time when they first met. Back then, Ellen was sexy, voluptuous, and attractive.

But now, she was so skinny. When did she become like this? She wasn't voluptuous anymore.

As Jamie thought about this, he also fell asleep.

This was the first time that Jamie and Ellen didn't have sex while they were in the same bed. They

just slept peacefully.

The dawn came.

Jamie suddenly woke up and saw that Ellen was in his arms. He was a little scared and didn't know

what to do.

Jamie got off the bed and felt that he was not sober enough. He should not be like this. He hated Ellen and should not pity her.

Jamie opened the door and went out. He washed his face with cold water, intending to wake himself

1. He stood alone in the smoking area and smoked a cigarette.

"Jamie."

A soft voice came from behind him.