Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 157

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 157 Afraid of Him

Colton's tone softened a little at Lance's mild attitude.

"Expanding the market is for the Wolseley family. You are my only son. I did all of this for you."

Lance was a little absent-minded as he said, "Okay."

Colton was happy. Looking at his handsome son, who was taller than him, he felt a little proud. He reached out to pat Lance's back. But Lance stepped aside.

He was annoyed by Colton's hypocrisy. He said coldly, "If there is nothing special at the old mansion, don't

come here anymore."

Colton was unhappy. The old mansion was also his home, and he had his share. How could he not come

over?

He thought his son had been assimilated by Tanya.

That was why Lance was so cold to him.

But when he thought of Lance agreeing to the blind date, he felt glad, and he didn't care about this anymore.

"Alright, I won't come over unless it's necessary," he said in a better tone.

The cooperation in the foreign market was between him and the head of the Pruitt family. When he succeeded, he had a high chance of getting back the main decision-making power of the Wolseley family. At that time, Lance would have to obey him.

He had to think about his other son. He would support whoever was obedient.

The next day.

Yvette cleaned up Ellen's house. Ellen did not come back last night. She usually did not live here.

Previously, Ellen joked that this was her backing-up house. When she wanted to run away, she would sell it

for money.

Now, Yvette could move in to clean the house for her.

Yvette knew that Ellen wanted to help her. Ellen did not agree to her renting another house. Yvette paid the

rent according to the market price. If Ellen did not accept it, she would not move in.

In the end, Ellen could not persuade her, so Ellen accepted half of it and said that she wanted to live with

Yvette.

Yvette was going to sell her own house. Two customers were negotiating with her. But she was not satisfied with the price. Although she was urgent, she did not want to sell it at a low price.

After all, this small house once carried her dreams. The geographical location was good. It was worth the

price she wanted.

In the afternoon.

Charlie asked Yvette to have some coffee and said that he had something to ask her for help with.

Yvette went out early and went to the hospital to see Jaiden.

Recently, Jaiden's condition got worse. He was resting in the hospital.

Jaiden was very happy to see her and asked, "Why are you here alone? Where is Lance?"

Yvette lied, "He is busy."

In fact, she had deliberately picked a time when she could not run into Lance.

After chatting with Jaiden for a while, Yvette asked Jaiden, "Jaiden, if I were to separate from Lance one day,

would you be angry?"

Jaiden's face wrinkled. "Yvette, did Lance bully you?",

"No, Jaiden, it's just a hypothesis."

Yvette thought about this matter for a long time and felt that it was impossible to keep the divorce from

Jaiden forever.

To avoid embarrassment in the future, she'd better tell the truth earlier.

Jaiden would be angry for a moment, but he would finally understand.

It was just that she couldn't tell him about the loss of the baby. Otherwise, Jaiden might not be able to stand 1. She had to think of a better reason.

Jaiden disagreed. "It's meaningless to make such a hypothesis. If there is something wrong, you two should solve it in time. Talk to each other more. Don't do anything that you might regret."

Yvette was a little embarrassed to speak. Jaiden saw that she seemed to have some worries and tried to

comfort her.

"Yvette, I'm old. I know much, and there are few things that I can't bear. If you have trouble, tell me. I'll help

you."

Yvette was going to tear up. She put her face on the back of his hand and said, "Jaiden, I'm fine. Don't worry. I hope that you can be healthy and happy every day."

Jaiden smiled and said, "People always have regrets in their lives. Don't look down on me. I am not to the

point where I can't bear anything."

Yvette felt that he seemed to know about her divorce, or maybe he had noticed something.

They hadn't seen Jaiden together for a long time. Jaiden was sensitive.

him, Jaiden, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Lance walked in.

He should have just met an important partner. He wore a well-ironed suit with a silver brooch in front of him. He wore a rose-red tie and was exceptionally handsome.

He was eye-catching.

Yvette was wondering why he would come over at this point when he had walked over. His slender and powerful arm naturally wrapped around her shoulder. He pulled her tightly into his embrace. "Why didn't you wait for me to come over with you?"

He was gentle, and his tone was soft as if the two of them were still a couple.

Jaiden was watching, and Yvette could not shake Lance off. She could only let him hug her.

"I thought you were busy," she said softly.

Lance pressed his palm on her shoulder and smiled faintly, "No matter how busy I am, I will come with you to

visit Grandpa."

His voice was unbelievably gentle as if he was not the one who had been ruthless to her last night.

Yvette thought that no one could resist Lance in such a gentle state.

As long as he wanted to, he could coax women well and make them overjoyed.

If not for the unforgettable pain, she would probably fall into the same trap as before.

The thirty minutes in the ward were exceptionally torturous.

Lance held her shoulders very tightly. Sensing her stiffness, he even lightly used his thumb to draw circles on

her soft shoulder.

Yvette became more nervous, and her face turned red.

Jaiden saw that something was wrong and asked, "Yvette, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?" Lance also lowered his eyes to look at her. His gaze locked on her, burning like the scorching sun. Yvette said evasively, "It's a little hot, Jaiden."

"Sorry, we old people are afraid of the cold, so I had the air conditioner turned up." Jaiden did not doubt it.

It was not easy for her to get through it.

Walking out of the ward, Yvette did not hesitate to shake off Lance's hand.

The act of pretending to be in love just now made her sick.

When the elevator arrived, she immediately went in and pressed the button to close the doors.

However, Lance was a step ahead of her and entered.

As the familiar scent approached, Yvette thought of the kiss in the elevator last night. She almost reflexively

hid.

A hint of ridicule flashed through Lance's eyes. He stared at her and asked, "Where are you going? I'll send

you off."

"No need, I'll go by myself."

As Yvette spoke, she subconsciously pressed her body against the wall of the elevator, afraid to have any physical contact with him.

His words at that time were a horror to her. She didn't want to go back to him.

Now, she just wanted to escape quickly.

"Yvette, am I a monster?" Lance smiled sarcastically.

Her expression was too obvious as if standing with him was unbearable.

"No..."

Yvette turned her face away, not daring to look at Lance, whose eyes were filled with an extremely strong

encroachment.

She did not know what to say.

She had tried to persuade him with soft or harsh words.

But all of them didn't work.

Fortunately, at this time, the elevator doors opened.

Yvette hurriedly went out. Just as she stepped out of the elevator, Charlie called her, and she quickly answered the phone.

Charlie asked her where she was. He was going to come to pick her up.

Yvette saw that Lance had not left, so she covered her phone and whispered, "I am in the hospital..."

Before she could finish her words, Lance pushed her against the wall. He pressed a hand against the wall and surrounded her.

Yvette widened her eyes. Before she could come to her sense, he took her phone.

He said, "No need to come over. I'll send her."