Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 81

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 81 The Late Confession

Lance felt as if his heart had been fiercely grabbed by someone, and he felt sorry for Yvette.

Yvette had always been meek like a little rabbit, but she had actually been forced to this extent. Emilie, who had narrowly escaped death, regained her breath and began to cough anxiously.

Seeing that Emilie was fine, Rosa felt relieved. Rosa turned to look at Yvette fiercely and scolded, "Little slut, you actually wanted to strangle my daughter to death!"

"She deserves it!" Yvette simply spat out these words. She still looked terrified.

Rosa was actually intimidated by Yvette, fear rising from the bottom of her heart.

Especially at this moment, Yvette still had that appalling killing intent.

Emilie came back to her senses and couldn't be more scared. She cried and shouted, "Mom... Mom, she wants

to kill me. Help me kill her!"

Seeing Emilie like this, Rosa felt extremely distressed. She turned around and wanted to pull Yvette's hair.

However, before Rosa could get close, there was a bang, and Rosa was kicked out of the door.

Lance did not even want to look at Emilie and Rosa. He ordered in disgust, "Drag Emilie out and throw her into the river if I see her again!"

Finally, the mourning hall returned to its usual calm.

Lance knelt and prayed seriously to Phoebe's portrait.

After paying his respects to Phoebe, Lance slowly walked in front of Yvette. Lance looked at Yvette's pale little

face, and his heart, which had always been as hard as iron, was now filled with regret and remorse.

It was as if someone had punched Lance's heart with their fists, causing him sharp pain.

What did Lance say when Yvette begged him to come back to see Phoebe?

Lance said that she was mischievous, childish, and vicious. He even asked her to calm down.

When Yvette was most helpless, he refused her request without hesitation and hurt her with those heartless

words.

Lance had let Phoebe leave with regret!

He felt that he was a bastard!

"Yvette... I'm sorry...

Lance knelt beside Yvette, his eyes filled with regret and sorry. He wanted to pull her hand.

However, Yvette ruthlessly shook him off..

At this time, Yvette's eyes were red and swollen, her long hair was messy, and her mourning clothes were wrinkled. She looked quite terrible.

But Yvette didn't care. She didn't care about anyone now.

So she didn't care about how others would judge her.

"Mr. Wolseley, you can leave after paying your respects," Yvette said coldly.

Lance's heart trembled.

Lance thought, she called me Mr. Wolseley...

Before she went abroad, she still hooked her arms around my neck and called me honey with her charming

eyes.

Her tone melted my heart.

I just wanted to be with her for the rest of my life.

But now, her tone is as distant as a stranger's as if we have nothing to do with each other once I step out of the door and leave here. Lance's face turned pale too and he felt his eyes sore. "Yvette... I know you are angry with me. I didn't know if what you said was true..." Yvette interrupted him coldly, "Mr. Wolseley, why didn't you leave? Do you want me to call the police?"

Yvette's heartlessness made the panic in Lance's heart spread.

Lance didn't want to and couldn't lose Yvette!

"Yvette, I'm sorry..."

His late confession was only exchanged for two cold words from Yvette.

"Get out!"

Tanya regretted that Lance let Yvette down. But she knew that at this time if Lance was here, it would undoubtedly only anger Yvette.

Tanya raised her fist and punched Lance twice. With a cold face, she said, "Go out and kneel outside!"

Lance looked up at Yvette. Her eyes were empty and red, but she resisted the tears and did not look at him.

Seeing that Lance was still unwilling to leave, Tanya had to drag him out and let him kneel outside the mourning hall.

Looking at Lance's rare haggard face, Tanya said angrily, "If you knew this would happen, why would you have done that back then? Kneel here and wait for Yvette to cool down. It counts on your fortune." Lance lowered his head, not saying a word.

Not long after, it began to rain outside.

Lance knelt at the side door of the mourning hall. The rain soaked his expensive suit, but he still knelt straight and confessed sincerely.

Yvette looked up and saw him just with a glance.

If it was in the past, Yvette would definitely be soft-hearted and choose to forgive Lance, but now she chose to ignore him.

She felt her love for him gradually dissipate.

It was very calm as the love disappeared gradually.

In the afternoon, Marcus actually came over.

When Marcus passed by Lance, he didn't even look at Lance and directly went in.

Marcus sent over many flowers, entered the mourning hall, and mourned for Phoebe.

Then, he came in front of Yvette.

Thinking of Marcus' help several times, Yvette propped herself up to thank Marcus. However, she stood up in

a hurry and felt dizzy. Her body shook. Fortunately, Marcus held her hand in the air and supported her.

This scene deeply hurt Lance.

Yvette and Marcus... How could they know each other?

Marcus did not stay any longer. After paying his respects, he prepared to leave.

When Marcus reached the door, Lance called out to him first, "Marcus."

Marcus stopped in his tracks, his deep eyes falling.

Lance looked sullen. "Marcus, Yvette is my wife."

This was a warning and a test.

Because this man was none other than Lance's uncle.

Outsiders thought that Marcus had not yet entered his marriage at the age of thirty-six because he had not

had enough fun.

But Lance knew that Marcus had someone in his heart.

Marcus even turned against Jaiden for his secret lover.

However, Lance vaguely knew that his secret lover was a noble lady and wouldn't be Yvette.

So at this time, Lance was more probing and testing Marcus's intentions.

Marcus's expression did not change. He only said lightly, "I know that she is your wife now."

Now?

These words could involve many meanings, and Lance's face suddenly turned ashen.

But Marcus didn't intend to talk much to him and turned to leave,

Lance's fist suddenly clenched more tightly.

It was time for dinner.

Yvette just forced herself to drink water to moisten her throat. She still could not eat anything

Outside the door, Lance wanted to say something, but he was not qualified to persuade Yvette to eat anything

At night, Yvette stayed at the mourning hall for the night.

This was the last night she could spend with Phoebe. Tomorrow morning, Phoebe would be buried.

The rain was still falling, and Lance was still kneeling straight outside the mourning hall. This was the last thing he could do for Phoebe.

Tanya looked at the young couple outside the door, and her heart ached.

Lance and Yvette had been a happy couple... How did they end up like this...

She didn't dare to let Jaiden know about this. Jaiden had been trying to keep fit, and she was afraid that it would be terrible if Jaiden knew.

Tanya was not in good health, and she could not last all night, so she changed shifts with Kenley.

They were taking turns guarding Yvette, who only drank a bit of water for three days. Yvette would be able to hold on depending on her persistence. Tanya felt her heart ache when she saw this.

Soon, it was dawn.

Yvette followed the custom and dressed up in mourning, sending Phoebe off for the last time.

Yvette held Phoebe's portrait in her hands. Her figure was small but firm.

The rain was still falling, but Yvette seemed to feel nothing. Lance held up a black umbrella and tilted it all over Yvette's head to block the rain for her.

There were suddenly many people in the cheerless farewell team.

It turned out that it was Lance who had asked Frankie to inform Yvette's neighbors who had been here in the past. Those who were willing to come could see Phoebe off.

Phoebe had been kind for her entire life and had enjoyed great popularity.

People spread the news, and many of the neighbors came to send Phoebe off.

The cemetery was not far from Yvette's father's grave.

At the moment of casting the soil, Yvette suddenly rushed up like crazy and shouted hoarsely at the urn.

"Grandma, thank you for becoming my grandma...

"Because of you, I have always felt very happy....

"Don't forget me. We will meet again in the next life, please...

"In the next life, we will still be family. In the next life, I will love you and take care of you..."

Yvette cried and shouted at the top of her lungs. The eyes of the people present were all red.

Everything was done.

Yvette seemed to have been sucked out of her last breath. Her face was frighteningly pale, and she did not even have the strength to stand.

Yvette's body shook, and Lance hurriedly reached out to hold her arm and called out, "Honey..."