Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 68

Chapter 68 My First Choice

Just as Yvette was about to leave, Lance pulled her back and said unhappily, "Where are you going?"

Yvette didn't avoid his question. She looked at him and said, "Someone is taking care of you now."

"I called Yazmin over," Lance said.

Yvette was stunned and saw that Yazmin had walked in. "Yvette, I came to say that I just accidentally fell on Lance yesterday. Don't misunderstand us. We are fine."

Yvette was a little surprised and did not speak.

Yazmin continued, "I know that you have many misunderstandings because of me. During these years, Lance has always treated me as his sister. Don't be angry with Lance because of me." Yazmin sounded careful and sincere, not like the arrogant and domineering woman she used to be.

"Kaff..."

She suddenly coughed without even saying too much.

Lance frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I didn't sleep well last night, so maybe I caught a cold... Kaff..."

"Go back and rest," Lance said lightly.

A trace of sadness flashed through Yazmin's eyes. She forced herself to look happy and said, "I wish you happiness. I'll be excused now."

The door was closed, but Yvette was still deep in thought. Only when Lance pinched her cheek did she come

back to her senses.

"Lance, what do you mean by this?"

Lance raised his eyebrows. "You still don't understand?"

Yvette's heart was pounding. A vague thought was forming in her mind. But she was afraid that she was having some fantasy again.

Holding Yvette in his arms, Lance said in a deep voice, "I've said I won't divorce you, so I don't want you to

misunderstand me."

His voice was pleasant to hear, and his embrace was very gentle. Yvette's heart softened.

She was disappointed in herself, for her stand was not firm.

She pushed Lance away and asked, "Why are you afraid that I will misunderstand you?"

Displeasure flashed in Lance's eyes, but he endured it and said, "You are my wife."

It was a subtle word. Today, she was his wife. Tomorrow, someone else might become his wife.

She felt that she had to stay firm. She didn't want to be Lance's second choice.

"Lance, I'm tired. I don't want to be your wife anymore."

She had been hurt too many times. She didn't want to experience another heartbreak again.

Lance blinked slightly. He reached out to pinch her chin and pecked on her lips.

He was very patient today, using his best skills to seduce Yvette, who couldn't help but groan.

After a while, Lance let go of her and raised his eyebrows. "Doesn't it hurt you to stop being my wife? When I kissed you just now, you felt something. It's difficult for you to replace someone who understands your body better than me."

Yvette's cheeks grew hot because of his blunt words.

She said, "Can you be more serious?"

"I'm very serious," Lance said, looking at her.

He was seriously comforting his wife.

"During all these years, I have indeed treated Yazmin as my younger sister. I doted on her because I owed her. After all, she once saved me from being hurt by the knife."

"I don't know if I can trust you or not."

Yvette expressed the worry in her heart.

After all, she had been disappointed too many times. Her heart was riddled with holes, unable to bear repeated injuries.

Lance was silent for a second and said, "Only you will be my first choice."

Yvette widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

This was the first time Lance had given up on Yazmin and chosen her.

She admitted that she was very touched.

But could he really fulfill his words?

Even if Lance didn't love Yazmin, Yazmin was still trying to pursue him. Yvette did not believe that Yazmin was really going to let go.

But in her heart, Yvette wanted to give Lance another chance.

After all, she planned to give birth to this baby. Having a loving family was also important for the growth of

the baby.

"I will think about it," Yvette answered.

Lance was not satisfied with this answer at all.

His thin lips pressed against hers again. He kissed her eyes and then her delicate nose. Every kiss was full of affection.

Finally, he kissed her lips, sucked her tongue, and stirred until Yvette gasped softly. Lance still didn't want to let go. He pressed against her forehead and tempted her, "Do you still need to think about it?" Without waiting for her to reply, Lance leaned over and gently bit her earlobe. The tip of his tongue swept over her inner earlobe and poked it several times. Yvette suddenly trembled.

Seeing that she was so sensitive, Lance smiled. He hugged her and said, "Don't think about it anymore."

Yvette was not short, but she was only able to reach Lance's throat. At this moment, her face was buried in his chest, and his pleasant fragrance wafted into her nose. She was nearly seduced again.

She clearly knew that if she was bewitched by Lance's tenderness, what awaited her might be satisfaction or betrayal.

But Lance was the man she had loved for ten years. She wanted to gamble again without regret.

"I'm afraid of getting disappointed again."

"I promise you I won't let you down."

Yvette's mind was completely a mess.

She clearly felt her heart was shaken as if being swept by a storm.

She let out a long sigh and said, "Lance, I only have one heart."

Don't hurt my heart again. Don't forget what you are saying now.

"I know." Lance agreed lightly.

He kissed her collarbone again and bit lightly. Yvette felt that his body was hot, but soon she realized that something was wrong. She felt his erection.

She quickly pushed him away and blushed. "You are a patient."

Lance was not satisfied. "You don't know man will be energetic at this moment."

Then he leaned over again and lowered his head to suck on her soft earlobe. Then he licked it.

Yvette felt so itchy.

"Knock!"

Marvin knocked politely on the door and pushed it open. He had not expected to see such a sexy scene.

He coughed unnaturally. "I didn't see anything. You guys continue."

Although he said so, he didn't move his feet as if watching a good show.

Yvette hurriedly pushed Lance away. Seeing that Marvin seemed to look for Lance, she panicked and said, "You guys chat."

Then she ran out without looking back.

Marvin noticed Lance's deep gaze was fixed on Yvette's back. He smiled and reminded him, "The yacht?"

"Take it." Lance was in a good mood and quickly agreed.

Marvin put away his smile and walked forward. He handed the material in his hand to Lance and said

seriously, "Your guess is correct. Your father and your uncle might have started business overseas."

Lance flipped through the documents, his handsome face turning cold in a second.

Marvin smiled, "On the surface, it doesn't seem to be any problems, but..."

Even if Marvin stopped, Lance would understand him.

The more normal it appeared on the surface, the bigger the problem would be.

Seeing that Lance was silent, Marvin continued, "I don't know what your father is thinking. After all, you are his son. What does he mean by doing this to you? Luckily your mother went abroad to keep an eye on him all these years. Otherwise, he might even send the Wolseley Group to others."

Lance lowered his eyes. It was difficult to tell what he was thinking.

He said simply after a long time, "Keep an eye on him."

Marvin took back the documents and teased, "After you and Yvette make up, hurry up and give birth to a baby. Perhaps your father will give you the business for the sake of your child."

Lance shook his head and said, "Her body hasn't recovered yet. She will suffer if bearing a child. I'll wait until

she is well."

"Oh, you're so considerate." Marvin smiled.

Yvette took a few steps in the corridor and ran into Yazmin.

Actually, Yazmin was waiting for her here.

Yvette looked at Yazmin expressionlessly, waiting for her to speak.

"Yvette, are you afraid?" Yazmin suddenly laughed.