Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 167

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 167 Your Love Isn't Precious

At the door.

Yvette immediately got nervous. She was obviously flustered.

She was just about to say that she was not at home when she heard Charlie say, "Sorry, I asked Ellen. She said you were at home. I am waiting for you at the door. No hurry. Take your time to get up and wash up."

Suddenly, Yvette shivered all over. Her scalp was numb, and her blood seemed to rush to her head.

"Hmm..."

An abnormal voice leaked out. Yvette hurriedly covered her mouth and said okay, then she hurriedly hung up the phone.

The next second, she pushed the man away from her and held her pajamas tightly. She was so angry that she tried to slap him.

She was so angry.

It was his fault to do this to her so early in the morning.

She had only raised her hand halfway when Lance grabbed her wrist.

He looked at her with a mysterious gaze. "Only my woman has the right to slap me. Do you still want to do

that?"

Yvette immediately let go, not willing to slap him, and not even willing to touch him.

This made Lance even angrier. He sneered, "What, you chicken out? You are so enthusiastic about seducing

another man."

His eyes and tone were as if she was cheating.

Yvette found that as long as she was with Lance, her emotions would always be out of control.

This was not a good thing.

Since they had already divorced, she should not let other emotions affect her.

"Mr. Wolseley, you misunderstood, that's not 'another man'. He's my boyfriend," Yvette said with a smile.

"Boyfriend. But you're passionate about me."

Lance said with a smile, "You seemed a bit like a slut."

Yvette slowly clenched her fists. His humiliation made her very angry, but she was more puzzled about one thing.

"Mr. Wolseley, why are you so unhappy about that?"

Her beautiful eyes blinked. She seemed to replace a fact that she couldn't believe.

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"Mr. Wolseley, don't tell me that you replace yourself in love with me after the divorce."

In the previous scene, when he said that he wanted to love her, she did not believe it at all.

But at this time, she began to doubt.

There was an awkward silence.

Lance pursed his lips tightly. The answer was about to be said, but he was unable to say it.

His pride and self-esteem would not allow him to be humiliated again..

Yvette gently pursed her lips, as if she was trying to guide him to say it out. "Mr. Wolseley, is it so embarrassing to admit that you love me? I won't laugh at you." Lance looked up, his thin lips slightly opening as if he was about to say something.

But Yvette said before him, "Because your love isn't precious at all. I don't care." The damage had already been caused. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to say love now? Moreover, even if he loved her, it did not stop him from flirting with others.

But then again, who was the real culprit?

If she had not liked him that much, these injuries would not have existed.

So now, she did not want to care about who she should blame. She did not want to and dared not fall in love with him again.

Yvette got up and went to the bathroom to change her clothes. When she came back, she found that Lance had already put on his clothes and it was still that set..

Her eyes flashed. He was like a rogue.

Frankie must have brought him clothes when he came, but Lance would not wear them.

Even if he did not sleep well the night, Lance still did not show any fatigue. His eyes were deep and charming, and his facial features were exquisite and distinct. In terms of appearance, there were probably not many men in New York who could compare to him.

He had the appearance of a playa.

Yvette did not want to pay attention to him, but there were some things that she had to make clear.

"Mr. Wolseley, don't forget to close the door when you leave. Also..."

She paused and said, "Don't come to me. I don't want to move anymore."

Since she wanted to break it, she liked to break it cleanly.

Lance's eyes turned cold. He looked at Yvette, and the pain in his heart could not be ignored.

Was she giving up completely and never liking him again?

Yvette walked past him and was about to leave, but Lance grabbed her wrist.

"You are right. I think I have fallen in love with you. You know that after I confirm something, I will not change

it."

Lance reached out and stroked Yvette's fair and delicate cheek. He said clearly, "I advise you not to refuse it. In this life, you can forget about escaping from me."

Yvette was stunned on the spot and was a little at a loss.

She never thought that after being deliberately humiliated by her, he would admit that he loved her.

She stared at him and said through her teeth after a long time, "You're a pervert."

The arrogance she had displayed to him just now was gone, and all that was left was her fear.

What the hell was he saying?

"Didn't you know before?" Lance replied casually.

Lance acting like this really scared Yvette.

She knew that he had the power to use tricks against others, but he had never used them on her before.

"Lance, don't go crazy. Do you think that I will return to your side just because you say you love me?"

Yvette didn't know whether she was angry or scared. Her body trembled a little as she said, "Let me tell you, even if the sky falls down, I won't go back."

"Okay."

Lance responded indifferently. He became the insufferably arrogant Lance that no one dared to offend.

His eyes were full of ridicule as if he was laughing at her overconfidence.

"Maybe you will come to beg me and come back to my side."

Yvette's hands were shaking. Looking at this overbearing and rude man, she couldn't say a word.

Lance only smiled lightly. Then, in front of her, he swaggered to open the door and bumped into Charlie

outside.

Charlie did not expect Lance to be there, not to mention that Lance opened the door for him. Charlie was stunned for a moment.

Lance greeted Charlie in a leisurely manner and said meaningfully, "Don't come so early next time. You are disturbing our rest." Then, he raised his beautiful and slender fingers and lifted Yvette's chin. He looked around and said, "Don't

forget to apply for the medicine."

After saying that, Lance turned around and left without caring about Charlie's and Yvette's expressions. Yvette was speechless.

Yvette thought, is he a devil?

Charlie looked at her, his expression a little unnatural. He cleared his throat and asked, "Have you had

breakfast?"

Yvette came back to her senses. She had originally wanted to go out with Charlie to have breakfast and explain to him about her leaving early last time.

But now...

She invited him in. Both of them were absent-minded during breakfast.

After eating, Charlie took the initiative to clean up the dishes and washed them before coming back to sit

down.

"You..."

"..."

They spoke at almost the same time.

After looking at each other, Yvette said, "You speak first."

Charlie's eyes flashed. He asked, "Are you going to get back together?"