Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 225

Chapter 225 Are You Serious?

The medical staff invited Lance to take a stretcher but was

rejected by him.

Lance dragged his heavily injured leg and endured the pain as he moved forward. He wanted to brand the pain in his memory.

He wanted to remind himself that he shouldn't degrade

himself for the sake of a woman who didn't care about him at

all!

Yvette looked at the man's cold and ruthless back, and her

heart tightened. She felt a stab in her heart.

Frankie didn't think his boss was treated properly, so he said, "Mrs. Wolseley, Mr. Wolseley thought that you were the one lying there and he couldn't even stand up."

Yvette tried hard to keep back her tears, but her eyes still

instantly turned red.

She thought Lance was mad at her.

He did not even give her a chance to explain.

"Frankie, could you please keep me informed if anything happens to him in the hospital?"

There were some things that should not be said by Frankie, but

at this moment, he did not care about the professional rules.

He said sincerely, "Mr. Wolseley cares about you very much. You can go to see him personally if you're free. It is more useful than me bringing a message."

After saying this, Frankie hurriedly followed Lance. All the bodyguards withdrew.

Yvette briefly treated her wound in the ambulance and went to the police station to record her statement.

The proof showed clearly that Emilie kidnapped her, so Yvette quickly came out of the police station.

Yvette looked at the blood stains on her body and thought for a while. She decided to go back to change her clothes before

going to the hospital to see Lance and Charlie

When she arrived at the hospital, she called Frankie but did not

get through.

After asking around for a while, she found out that Lance had been sent to the VIP ward on the upper floor and had been treated. There was no danger to his life. Yvette was finally relieved.

At this time, Frankie called back, and Yvette hurriedly picked

Frankie told her that it was not convenient to visit Lance now.

There was a faint noise on the phone, and Yvette seemed to hear the voices of Lance's parents.

She bit her lips and said, "Got it."

If Lance's parents were here, it was indeed inconvenient for her to appear.

Yvette turned around and went to the second floor to visit

Charlie.

Charlie had just finished the operation and was still in a coma. His parents were still abroad, so it wasn't impossible for them

to rush over so quickly. Now, it was the nurse who took care of

Charlie.

After all, Charlie was hurt because of her. Yvette thought she had the responsibility to take care of him.

Yvette took a few days off and handed over the courses to her

colleagues. She stayed in the hospital while waiting for Charlie's parents.

"Are you a family member of the patient?" asked the doctor when he checked the patient.

"I am his friend. His parents are on the plane and will be there tomorrow."

"How is he?" asked Yvette.

"Fortunately, the floor is not high and he fell into the pit. His

life will not be in danger, but there is mold on the wooden stick. that penetrates the leg. It depends. We will discuss it when the family members come." After saying this, the doctor went out.

Yvette felt a little puzzled and didn't think the situation was good.

She didn't understand why Charlie would appear there and how he happened to save her.

There were a lot of things that could only be solved when he woke up.

Yvette changed shifts with the nurse in the ward and

accompanied Charlie for an entire night.

Before dawn, when the nurse woke up and changed shifts,

Yvette rushed back hurriedly. Given that Lance liked to eat the

porridge, she decided to make some and bring it to him.

When everything was settled, the sky had already turned bright.

Yvette rushed back to the hospital again and went to see Lance before dawn.

She had inquired with Frankie that there was no one else in the

ward except him and the nurse.

Frankie was at the door of the room. When he saw Yvette come

over, he opened the door for her.

Although Lance did not say that he wanted to see Yvette, Frankie was observant enough to guess Lance's intentions. After all, he had worked for Lance for many years.

who

Every time someone came to visit Lance, Lance's eyes would turn from bright to dark. Didn't this mean that the

should have come wasn't here?

person

Hearing the sound of the door, Lance, who had been resting,

opened his eyes.

When he saw who it was, he averted his eyes coldly.

His expression clearly showed that he didn't want to see

Yvette.

In an instant, Yvette felt both upset and bitter in her heart.

She bit her lower lip and stood in place, neither advancing nor retreating.

After a long silence, she carried the thermos flask and walked in with her head lowered. She asked, "Lance, are you feeling better?"

"Who let you in?" Lance raised his eyelids, his handsome face

showing a trace of annoyance.

His tone and expression were telling Yvette that he really did

not want to see her.

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In an instant, Yvette's face turned pale. She had the to turn around and leave, but her feet seemed to be rooted in the

ground, unable to be lifted.

She clenched her fists and still wanted to explain, "It's not that I didn't care about you yesterday. I was just worried about. Charlie when I saw him fall in front of me. I thought that he must have died. I panicked and lost my composure. I was just

afraid at that time."

Charlie almost died to save her. When Yvette thought about it,

she felt her legs go weak. So, she would naturally pay attention to the person who got injured more seriously.

Her conscience and instinct made it impossible for her to pay

attention to Lance first.

In fact, it also proved that Charlie's injuries were more serious,

and he still hadn't woken up yet.

Yvette said, "In order to save me, you didn't hesitate to hurt yourself. I'm really touched..."

Lance couldn't bear it anymore.

Touched?

Did he want her to be moved?

Lance wondered why Charlie would appear, so he went

downstairs in a wheelchair last night to see if he could replace any clues in Charlie's ward.

However, Lance saw Yvette lying at Charlie's bedside. She was taking care of him the whole night.

If Yvette cared about Lance, she should have come to see him.

at night.

From beginning to end, she just ignored Lance.

She couldn't see Lance's sincerity at all!

Lance was in a depression the entire night. Now his expression became gloomier and colder.

The corners of his mouth lowered. Lance looked at Yvette

impatiently and said, "Are you done?"

Yvette's lips were slightly opened, frozen by the coldness and

strangeness in his eyes.

Her heart was filled with grievance.

The remaining words were all stuck in her throat.

Lance turned his gaze back to the magazine in his hand and said coldly, "Go out after you finish speaking."

These words made Yvette feel like she had been struck by a

hammer out of the blue.

She desperately held back her breath and did not dare to let go. She was afraid that if she breathed again, she would cry.

It took her a long while to calm down.

She stared at Lance's handsome face and asked with a

trembling voice, "Are you serious?"

Did he mean it? Did he not want to see her anymore?

Lance did not answer, but his fingers holding the magazine

were unnaturally pale, as if he was trying to control something.

His silence made Yvette's heart sink bit by bit.

She placed the thermos flask on the table and looked at him.

with watery eyes.

Just as Lance thought that she was going to leave, Yvette suddenly leaned over and pressed her hands on both sides of his arms. Her lips suddenly blocked his thin lips.

She wasn't very experienced. Instead, she only sucked his lips

gently.

Then, she asked him in a soft voice, "What about now? Do you

still want me to go?"