Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 293

Chapter 293 My Husband Is Amazing!

Yvette felt his hot breath.

Lance put his right arm on the back of the chair, his thin lips only a finger away from her cheek.

She was so scared that her heart skipped a beat.

She could not help but think of how he kissed her roughly the last time. The teeth marks had not disappeared yet, and she could see them every time she took a shower.

Instantly, her small face became hot.

She wanted to step back, but what was behind her was the wall cooled by the air conditioning.

She looked at the man's thin lips that were getting close, swallowed, and said in a nervous voice, "If... if you come closer, I will sue you for sexual harassment and have you punished by labor arbitration law!" Lance laughed. He raised his long finger and knocked at her forehead.

"Ouch!"

Yvette's beautiful face wrinkled. She covered her head and glared at him. "What are you doing? Can this be considered

domestic violence?"

The corners of Lance's lips curled into a smile, and he intimately rubbed her nose.

"Well, you can think so."

He smiled gently and said that in a sexy voice.

Yvette's face instantly turned red.

She realized the expression implied that they were in a close relationship.

But it wasn't the kind of relationship between her and Lance.

"Are you still going to eat?" she pretended to ask in a loud voice as she shifted her gaze to the table.

Lance walked away, and Yvette could finally enjoy the food.

The dishes on the table were to her liking. Yvette had eaten delicious food before, and the chef of the Lynn family was also at the top level domestically.

But the dishes made from the ingredients there always failed to fully satisfy her.

She preferred the ingredients and cooking methods at home.

Lance rolled up his sleeves, put on the special gloves, and slowly peeled the crabs.

Yvette loved eating crabs very much, but it was difficult to peel them, and she might hurt her fingers. She wasn't in good

health, so a small wound could easily cause an infection.

Therefore, she only ate the crabs peeled by the servant at home.

She did not even order them for fear that others would consider her pretentious.

Lance's movements were graceful, and he quickly peeled a few crabs.

The crabs in this season were plump with rich crab roe. The strong fragrance made Yvette drool a bit.

She didn't expect that Lance also liked eating crabs.

She was crazy about shellfish and couldn't stand it when others ate it in front of her.

Yvette swallowed again, not looking at the plate of crab meat. She stood up and said, "I've finished. I'll go back first."

Lance took off his gloves, grabbed her wrist, and made her sit down.

Then, he pushed a plate full of tender crab meat and gold crab roe in front of her.

He said, "Finish it before you leave."

Yvette was surprised. "Don't you eat?"

Lance looked a little frustrated and then remembered that she had lost her memory and naturally did not remember that he had an allergy to crabs.

"My throat has an allergic reaction. I can't eat it."

Yvette sat on the chair, feeling a prickle of disquiet.

She did not expect Lance to peel these crabs quietly for her.

Looking at the full plate of crab meat, she thought that considering their current relationship, she should be decisive enough to pour it into the trash can.

She wanted to infuriate the hateful man!

However, looking at the delicious crab meat, she hesitated.

The most important thing was that she couldn't waste food!

"Thank you," Yvette said with a gentle smile.

After that, she sat down and began to eat.

Lance looked at her smiling face and was momentarily lost in thought.

Memories from five years ago came to his mind. Yvette lived an unhappy life then and never had such a bright and innocent

smile.

Marlon was right. Yvette's memory loss was good for everyone.

Everyone wanted her to forget her unhappy days and look to the future.

Lance was the only one trapped in the past, struggling to move on.

Now he only wanted to make it up to her as much as possible. Whether she considered him overbearing or greedy, he would keep her by his side every day.

Yvette quickly finished the crab.

Lance handed her a tissue to wipe her mouth, his eyes filled with affection. "If you like eating crabs, I'll peel them for you next time. But the crab meat is cold food, and you can't eat too much." Yvette showed a much better attitude after eating the crabs.

She said with a smile, "Alan used to peel crabs for me too."

Lance's fingers froze as he tightened his grip on her slender wrist.

Her words wrenched at his heart like two invisible steel wires.

At the thought of the days when she left, fell in love with someone else, and even had a child, he felt extremely heartbroken.

Fortunately, that man died early. If he were still alive, Lance might do something out of impulse.

"Mr. Wolseley, Mr. Wolseley..."

Yvette frowned and called him twice. Lance finally reacted and released his grip.

His handsome face showed an obviously gloomy expression.

Yvette thought for a moment.

She wondered if Lance lost his composure because she mentioned Alan.

She thought, is that true?

If that's the case, it'll be wonderful!

She was worried at first.

Today was her first day at work, but she had cost him so much money and even acted against the woman he like.

She was clearly trying to be hateful, but Lance didn't look angry at all.

It was said that he hated people who showed off their wealth and were unkind.

She had done her best, but it seemed that he didn't hate her at all.

He even smiled at her as if he enjoyed whatever she did.

She even began to doubt if her brother provided the wrong messages.

Now it seemed that it was all because she had not made it to the point!

There was another message.

That was Lance was highly possessive and hated when others tried to steal whatever belonged to him the most.

It could be his career or his woman.

Therefore, when she mentioned Alan, he lost her composure.

Yvette figured it out!

On the way back, she told him almost everything about Alan.

Alan once gave her sunflowers, took her to the beach, and carried her home...

She kept talking about Alan.

Lance listened with a cold face.

Seeing this, Yvette felt a sense of accomplishment.

She thought, you must be furious!

It would be best if you rush to the City Hall and divorce me in anger!

Just as Yvette was talking, Lance parked the car at the roadside.

Yvette looked out of the window and saw that it was a desolate place, without knowing where she was.

She quickly asked, "Why did you stop?"

Lance reached into the cigarette case and took out a cigarette. He wanted to light it, but thinking of the woman beside him, he

gave up on the idea of smoking.

He put the cigarette in his mouth and narrowed his eyes. "I'll stop and listen. You can continue."

He couldn't drive the car when he got angry.

Yvette was so shocked by his words that the corners of her mouth twitched.

She didn't expect him to be so gossipy!

She pretended to say shyly, "But I can't tell you the rest..."

Instantly, a silence fell.

Lance raised his hand and rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

He thought, you can't tell me the rest....

How dare you say that!

He bit back the dirty words he was about to say and raised his eyebrows to ask.

Something you can't tell me?"

Yvette didn't feel the strained atmosphere and even added, "It's something intimate between couples."

Although she said that, she didn't remember anything like that..

She only remembered that Alan was very good to her. Except this, she couldn't even remember Alan's appearance unless she

often looked at his pictures.

She could only lie, "Anyway, my husband Alan is amazing!"

Lance suddenly laughed in anger.

He threw the cigarette in his mouth to the side, unbuttoned his shirt, put his forearm on the center console armrest,

leaned over.

A large shadow was cast over Yvette's head.

She looked up and met his deep, dark eyes.

Her entire body froze. She was stuck in the car seat by him, unable to move at all.

Lance looked at her for a moment and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is your husband amazing?"