Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 161

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 161 She Is Not the Same Person

Looking coldly at the man who changed his face, Yvette finally felt satisfied.

But this was far from enough to offset the pain she had suffered before.

She said sarcastically, "Anyway, the person I should thank the most is you, Mr. Wolseley. If you hadn't been so generous to divorce me, I wouldn't have had the chance to be with Charlie justifiably."

Seeing the man's darkened face, Yvette smiled brightly from the bottom of her heart.

"Charlie likes children very much. We'll give birth to two and live a peaceful and happy life."

"Impossible!"

Lance reached out and grabbed her shoulder, his eyes almost spitting out the fire. "I won't let you have a child

with him!"

Yvette looked at him with a sneer. "Mr. Wolseley, are you qualified to say this to me? My ex-husband doesn't allow me to have children. Is there such a rule?"

Lance gritted his teeth. "I said no."

Yvette stared at him with unwavering determination in her eyes. "Lance, you can't control me!"

She was not the same person.

The obedient Yvette, who only had eyes for him, no longer existed.

Lance pinched Yvette's shoulder harder and harder without words.

Yvette endured the pain and fear. Then she reminded him. "Mr. Wolseley, if you don't let me go, someone will

come to replace me later."

She thought that she could stop Lance from going crazy after saying that.

However, she underestimated how Lance would become after he was angered.

His gaze was dangerous as he said, "Yvette, something I don't allow will never happen."

Although the man's voice sounded calm, Yvette felt like she was being targeted by a wild beast.

Her pupils contracted as she asked warily, "What do you want to do? This is the men's bathroom, and someone will come in anytime."

All of a sudden, Lance kissed her before she finished her words.

He forcefully pressed Yvette against the partition and with a strong possessive kiss as if he would tear Yvette apart.

Yvette could not resist and could only fiercely bite the man's lips. Then the man smelt the blood between his lips and teeth.

However, it didn't stop Lance. Instead, he wanted to possess her more.

Just a kiss was far from enough.

Yvette kept constantly pushing him but her hands were raised above her head by the man. The collar of her clothes was torn very wide and she was a hot mess, She struggled to say, "Lance, we are divorced. You can't do this."

Filled with desire, Lance stuck close to her ear and said word by word, "Do you think that you are not mine

after the divorce?"

Hearing this, Yvette shuddered with fear.

"Don't you remember how many times I've fucked you?"

As if he wanted to recall her memories, he bent his elbows, restrained her, and groped her.

Gradually, with Yvette's forehead covered in sweat, she restrained her expression and said coldly, "Don't try to

force me!"

"I won't force you," Lance smiled, but his eyes were icy cold.

"Then let me out!" Yvette gnashed her teeth.

"Alright."

Yvette wondered why he agreed so easily. Without time to think too much, Yvette let out a long breath and reached out to push the door.

"Yvette?"

Hearing that, Yvette immediately stopped.

She turned around in disbelief and saw that her phone had fallen into the man's hands at some point in time. Moreover, it was connected.

Yvette reached out to grab her phone, and Lance threw it back to her with a nasty smile.

Just as she was about to speak, she froze with shock after hearing Charlie's voice.

"Yvette, I'm at the door of the bathroom. Are you inside?

"Yvette?"

She hurriedly hung up the phone and turned it off.

Outside the door, when Charlie saw that she did not answer, he asked a waitress to look for her.

"Please help me see if my girlfriend is inside. Her name is Yvette," he said to the waitress.

Hearing that, Lance narrowed his cold eyes.

Lance thought, girlfriend?

Good.

Very good.

Without caring about the meaning of Charlie's words at all, Yvette did not dare to breathe loudly with her heart pounding fast.

Meanwhile, the waitress came out and said that there was no one inside.

Just as Yvette thought that it was time for Charlie to leave, the door of the men's bathroom was pushed

open.

Hearing the heavy sound of the door pushing open, Yvette felt that her heart was going to pop out.

Lance lowered his head to look at her meaningfully as he was saying, "Why haven't you gone out yet?"

Yvette glared at him fiercely.

Her present appearance was reflected on the light-colored tile. Her face flushed and her clothes were in a mess. She seemed to have had sex just now.. Only now did Yvette feel how vile Lance was.

He did it on purpose, deliberately making her unable to see anyone.

She was not afraid of seeing Charlie, but she felt that no one could see her like this.

Noticing her nervous expression, Lance was particularly unhappy and directly reached out to push the door.

Yvette was so scared that she held his arm tightly and shook her head vigorously.

With his eyes colder and colder, the man effortlessly shook off her hands and was about to step out.

Yvette could not think of a way, so she suddenly hooked her arm around the man's neck and kissed him.

However, in Lance's eyes, her kiss meant a lot, which seemed to pierce his chest.

He avoided her lips, pressed his lips against her right ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you so afraid that

he will know?"

Yvette was about to go crazy. Charlie was still there, but he spoke at that time.

Fortunately, his voice was covered by the sound of washing hands outside.

"Don't talk!" Taking advantage of the sound of water, Yvette also warned him.

Because of nervousness, Yvette's forehead was covered in a cold sweat. A few strands of messy hair were stuck to her crimson cheeks, which gave off a sweet fragrance.

She looked delicate and beautiful in such a state.

Yvette was completely unaware of how alluring she was in Lance's eyes.

She leaned against the door, carefully listening to the movements outside.

Suddenly, the man bit her slender neck ruthlessly like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time. He wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood.

Yvette was shocked.

In a second, her heartbeat seemed to go out of control.

She covered her mouth hard, afraid that a strange sound would leak out.

But how could a man let her do as she pleased? He licked every inch of her neck and face, again and again, deliberately making her lose control.

Yvette angrily pinched his waist, forcing the man to groan.

This sound attracted the attention of the outside.

Charlie, who had already walked to the door, suddenly turned around, staring at a certain strange and noisy

room.

He darkened his face as he walked towards the room step by step.