Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 28

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 28 He Doesn't Love You

Yvette didn't want to talk to Yazmin, but Yvette didn't expect that Yazmin was so vicious that she even cursed

Yvette's unborn baby.

Yvette stared at Yazmin with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes and said coldly, "Ms. Myers, is it what a noble person would do to interfere in other people's marriage?

"Lance and I are legally married. Do you know what that makes of you?

"A third woman!

"But why does Ms. Myers, such a high-born girl, want to be a third woman?"

Yazmin's face turned pale. She didn't expect Yvette to insult her like this.

"Who do you think you are? You are just a tool for Lance to please his grandpa. Lance and I grew up together, and we know each other. Haven't you heard that the one who is not loved is actually the third woman?" Yvette couldn't help laughing when she heard what Yazmin said.

"Ms. Myers, I understand you're shameless, but don't think the rest of the world is as shameless as you. A mistress is always a mistress. If I don't divorce Lance, you can only be a mistress for the rest of your life." "How... How dare you!"

Yazmin's nerves were stimulated when she heard Yvette say that they wouldn't divorce. Yazmin rushed to Yvette, pulled Yvette's collar, and tried to scratch her face.

Sizzle...

Yvette's collar was torn, and a long and dazzling kiss mark was exposed in the air.

Her fair skin was dotted with a touch of redness, which made her incomparably charming.

It was self-evident who made the marks.

Yazmin bit her lips and was about to explode with anger.

Yazmin could even imagine how Lance looked when he buried his face in Yvette's boobs.

Yazmin thought, this bitch! How dare she!

"Are you an idiot?" Yazmin said through gritted teeth, with malice in her eyes.

Yvette looked at her coldly and said, "Are you mistaken? We haven't divorced yet. We are a normal couple. Why wouldn't I give my husband what he wants?

"Besides, do you really have a fatal disease? Or are you just pretending to be sick to get Lance's sympathy?"

After all, Yazmin didn't look like an incurable patient at all.

"You... You!" Panic flashed through Yazmin's eyes. How she wished she could strangle Yvette.

But thinking of the reason why she came here today, Yazmin forced herself to calm down.

With a bitter smile, Yazmin said, "I didn't expect Lance to do this for me."

Yvette frowned and thought Yazmin was crazy.

"I'm not in good health. His mother doesn't like me. I really didn't expect him to be so aggrieved to make his mother like me..."

"What do you mean?" Yvette's voice trembled.

"Don't you know that Lance went to ask his mother for help after he left me yesterday? But his mother said

that she couldn't agree with his divorce without your permission."

It was like a bolt from the blue!

Yvette's face darkened.

Therefore, after Lance slammed the door and left last night, he came back, and the reason why he came

back was that he wanted to get a divorce...

Yvette's face was pale, and her stomach seemed to be disturbed.

Lance didn't have to do that at all. I have never said that I don't want a divorce.

Yvette tried her best not to cry in front of Yazmin, but her eyes turned red uncontrollably.

Yazmin knew it was the right time.

All of a sudden, Yazmin unbuttoned her collar. Her delicate neck was covered with bruises, which were dazzling from her collarbone down.

Yazmin drew her neck closer to Yvette and mocked in a low voice, "Why do you think Lance would touch you?"

All of a sudden, Yvette's face turned from grey to pale. She was like a piece of paper, which could be blown away at any time.

Of course, she knew why.

Lance came to me because he was unsatisfied with Yazmin.

This idea made Yvette sick.

At this moment, all her confidence turned into slaps on her face.

Yazmin was pleased to see Yvette's face turn pale.

Yazmin stood up and said coquettishly, "Don't think that Lance can't live without you after sleeping with you for two years. He is just used to it. The person he loves is me. It's no different to sleep with you or others. because you are just a tool. Do you understand?"

After Yazmin left, Yvette seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed to the ground.

Mary Jonas, a servant of the Wolseley family, came in a hurry. She wanted to help Yvette but was pushed

away by her

"Mary, I want to go out for a walk," Yvette said sadly.

Mary looked embarrassed, thinking, Mr. Wolseley didn't say Mrs. Wolseley could not go out but going out in

such a condition... What if something happens...

After Yvette left, Mary called Lance's assistant in a hurry.

Yvette walked on a wide road alone and didn't know where to go. She just walked aimlessly.

Yvette wanted to breathe some fresh air....

Yvette's heart ached so much...

In the past two years, Yvette had been obsessed with Lance. She was obedient and had never bothered

Lance. She almost took out her heart and handed it to Lance.

However, how did Lance treat Yvette? Lance stabbed Yvette's heart again and again.

Now, Lance had to do these things to disgust and insult Yvette.

Lance was protective of his treasure, but had he thought that Yvette was her grandma's treasure?

Yvette felt sad as she thought of her grandma, so she took out her phone and called her.

The caretaker answered the phone.

"Ms. Thiel, what's up? Your grandma just fell asleep. Should I wake her up?"

"It's okay. Don't wake grandma up." Yvette hung up the phone in a hurry and thought she was out of her mind.

If Grandma knows that I was trampled on like this, how sad she will be!

Grandma is too old to bear any stimulation.

Yvette then called Ellen. "Ellen, can you pick me up? I feel so bad..."

Ellen's voice was very strange as if it was a little inconvenient for her to call. Ellen faltered, "Are you in

Serenity Villa? I'll send someone to pick you up. Ah..."

Ellen hung up the phone.

Yvette walked in a daze and didn't notice when she lost one of her shoes.

Serenity Villa was in an expensive area, with a few miles between each house. Normally, no car would pass

by.

It began to drizzle. Yvette protected her injured arm in front of her, shivering with cold.

"Ouch..."

Yvette couldn't help letting out a cry of pain from the bottom of her foot.

Yvette was shocked to see her heel cut by broken glass, blood mixed with rain, and flesh sticking together.

Her foot was in pain, but her heart seemed to be more painful than her foot.

Suddenly, a car whizzed behind her, and then a car sped past Yvette.

Yvette dodged in a hurry. All of a sudden, she felt dizzy and fell down like a thin piece of paper.

"Ah!"

Yvette screamed and covered her belly with her hands nervously.