Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 204

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 204 Don't Go!

The bodyguards on the yacht saved Ellen first.

Following that, they dived into the water and saved Jamie, who was covered in blood.

Ellen was in a daze for a moment. She didn't know what had happened because it happened in a few seconds.

She only remembered that Jamie pushed her.

Ellen went ashore with the yacht, muddleheaded. The bodyguards directly transported Jamie to the ambulance with a stretcher, and they also sent Ellen to another ambulance incidentally.

She had been soaking in the water for too long, so her body was extremely cold and weak.

Fiona was at a loss about what to do.

Seeing Ellen, who was somehow in good condition, and thinking of Jamie, who was covered in blood, she raised her hand to slap Ellen without thinking.

"If anything happens to Jamie, I won't let you off, bitch!"

Ellen was lying on the stretcher. She grabbed Fiona's wrist, with an icy-cold expression on her face. "Fiona, who fired that shot just now? You..." "Do you want to kill me?" Ellen stared at Fiona.

Fiona panicked. "What are you talking about? I was just helping Jamie chase away the weird fish. If anything happens to Jamie, you'll be doomed!" "If anything happens to him, it would be worth it even if I died," Ellen mocked.

Ellen thought, die together?

We are even then!

Fiona was no match for Ellen, and she could not break free from Ellen. She was so angry that she stomped.

"How dare you curse Jamie? He will punish you when he recovers consciousness!"

Ellen shook off Fiona and sneered, "Fiona, I wish you will be protected by Jamie in your lifetime."

"What do you mean?"

Ellen repeated on the stretcher. She then closed her eyes tiredly and said to herself, what do I mean?

After Jamie dies, you will be the next one to die.

The door of the ambulance was closed.

The unfamiliar first aid attendants in the ambulance made Ellen feel extremely at ease. She fell asleep soon after. After that accident, Marcus brought Joseph to meet Yvette, saying that Joseph wanted her to continue to be the tutor. Yvette originally wanted to refuse, but in the end, she was moved by Joseph's words.

He said. "Ms. Thiel, I want to become a useful person."

When Joseph said this, his eyes were especially sincere.

Then Yvette decided to give him another chance.

In a week, apart from teaching Joseph on Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday, she spent the rest of the time with Lance in the hospital.

Lance had good physical quality. After a few days of recuperation, he did not need a wheelchair anymore, and he could get out of bed and walk on his own.

Lance told Yvette not to go back and forth, considering her safety. So Yvette slept in the hospital at night.

It was mainly because they slept under separate blankets, and Lance had always been very well-behaved. This made Yvette let down her guard.

At noon, Yvette prepared lessons at the desk in the ward as usual. She had stared at the computer for a long time, so she got up and stretched out. When she saw that Lance was still working, she made a glass of nutritious beverage for Lance.

Lance reached out and took it. After taking a sip, he looked at Yvette with a smile in his eyes and said, "Thank you."

Lance's gaze swept across Yvette's lips. Lance did not do anything, but Yvette felt her lips itch.

Yvette could only blame Lance's eyes for being so affectionate and deep. Once they landed on Yvette, it

would be difficult for her to resist.

Yvette's face blushed, and she felt a little shy.

She had a feeling that they had returned to the past during their contacts over the past few days.

They were more like husband and wife than before.

"If you're tired, take a rest. Don't force yourself," she said casually.

Lance put down the glass and grabbed Yvette's wrist. With a little force, he pulled Yvette onto his lap.

"What are you doing....."

Yvette struggled to get up, but her shoulder suddenly felt heavy.

Lance's handsome face was pressed against her shoulder, and his arms were wrapped around her from both sides, rubbing his face against her neck.

In an instant, her neck was filled with his breath. Yvette felt that her hair stood on end.

was alarmed, and her body unconsciously trembled.

Lance noticed Yvette's reaction. His fingers were tightly clenched, and his sexy voice sounded from Yvette's neck

He asked, "Are you afraid?*

Yvette pursed her lips.

Yvette was afraid of herself, afraid that she would get used to his intimacy again.

It was a little terrifying.

"I won't touch you. Don't be afraid," Lance murmured.

He knew that Yvette was now like a little hedgehog, which would shrink into a ball with just a slight touch.

Lance wanted to build a good relationship between them, so he had to put away his desire and gradually gain Yvette's heart.

However, before he could gain Yvette's heart, he would have almost lost control of himself.

Especially at night, when he looked at Yvette's quiet sleeping face, he felt itchy in his heart since he couldn't do anything to her. He wished to become one with her.

Lance thought that all his patience in this life had been spent in the ward during the past few days.

After a long while, he loosened his arms. He looked at Yvette and explained, "I won't be tired with you in my arms."

Yvette was a little overwhelmed by Lance's gaze. She uncomfortably shifted her gaze away and said, "Call me

if you need anything."

Lance could tell that Yvette was two-faced.

Even though Yvette said so, her eyes did not land on Lance at all. It was as if Lance was a demon or something that Yvette tried to avoid.

A smile was on Lance's lips. He could do nothing but shake his head.

Suddenly...

The door was kicked open with a "bang".

Colton came in and said furiously, "You brat, do you think you are strong enough to touch anyone now?"

After saying this, Colton saw Yvette next to the bed. His eyes narrowed, and he looked gloomy.

"Why are you here? Get out now!"

Then, he said to Lance, "What are your bodyguards doing here? Why can everyone come in here?"

The disdain in Colton's eyes was so full that it almost overflew.

Yvette had always been sensible and polite, and it was rare for her elders to dislike her so much.

In particular, it was from Lance's father.

Yvette was insulted by him a few days ago, and those words Colton had said were still fresh in her memory.

Instantly, her face turned pale, and she felt very upset. She could not wait to escape immediately.

As Yvette just moved, she heard a sound.

"Bang!"

It was a crisp sound..

The crystal glass brushed against Colton's face and cracked into pieces on the wall. Lance's pitch-black eyes looked even colder than the edge of a blade, staring at Colton's face. Then, he got off the bed. His tall figure shrouded Yvette's head and said coldly, "Don't go!"