Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn
Chapter 90

Secretary's Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 90 We Are Quits

In the darkness of the night, Lance's eyes looked even deeper.

He wanted to believe Yvette, but the doctor's words, the report, and the man in the bed all demonstrated that she deceived him.

Yvette saw his hesitation, and she couldn't help feeling frustrated.

As she expected, even though she told the truth, Lance did not believe her.

After considering for a while, she made up her mind and tried to make it clear. Anyway, she had to prove Charlie's innocence.

With her watery eyes, Yvette explained, "I was angry that you did not trust me. The child is yours."

She cast a glance at Charlie, who lay on the ground with his face racked with pain, and choked with sobs, "Charlie is injured. He needs treatment. Let's talk later, okay?"

It was Charlie who lent Yvette a hand whenever she was in despair. She felt extremely bitter for him as he was beaten so badly because of her.

The guilt made her tears fall down.

As Lance swept his gaze between Yvette and Charlie, he failed to stop himself from losing his temper.

He grabbed Yvette's chin and made her turn around to look at him. He said ruthlessly, "Yvette, are you so eager to help Charlie? How dare you lie to me again!"

Yvette cried out in pain and tried hard to push him away. She said in a broken accent, "I didn't lie to you."

Charlie shouted out as he saw the pained look on Yvette's face, "Stop! You are a man! How could you hurt a woman like this?"

"What an impressive scene!"

Lance seemed to become even more furious. With his bushy brows lifted, he put on an evil smile and turned to look at those black-clothed bodyguards.

He ordered, "Go all out and beat him up! No matter what happens later, I can handle it."

Hearing his words, the bodyguards began hitting Charlie with all their strength.

There came the muffled sound of fists on Charlie's body.

Yvette couldn't help shivering all over when hearing the sound.

However, Charlie didn't let out a groan. He feared that Yvette would feel even more guilty.

"Stop!"

Yvette's eyes were red, and she shouted. However, the bodyguards did not listen to her at all

She could only turn around and look at Lance. With her tears streaming down, she pleaded, "Lance, please stop them. I will do whatever you want me to do, okay?" Yvette wondered why she had to bear so much.

She felt as guilty as hell.

Lance's indifference made her despair.

She had no choice but to rush forward and stand in front of Charlie to stop the bodyguards from hurting him.

The bodyguards did not dare to attack Yvette. So, they stopped and waited for Lance's instructions.

Yvette's action directly triggered Lance's rage.

He roared, "Come over!"

Yvette shook her head and stood in the same spot. "Lance, I know you don't care about me. What about our baby? Don't you want to be a kind father? Let go of Charlie." The latter yelled with his eyes full of anger. "Are you going to leave together with him? It's impossible."

In an instant, Yvette wept with disappointment and despair.

She shook her head in a daze and said helplessly, "Lance, why don't you believe me?"

Yvette was desperate to wish that Lance could believe her, even once.

Lance said coldly, "You want me to believe you, right? Well, let me ask you. Why did the doctor say that you and Charlie are a couple?"

"It was a misunderstanding. Charlie took me to the hospital because I was injured. He knew about my pregnancy from the doctor."

Yvette was afraid that Lance would vent his anger at the doctor, so she told the truth in detail.

She thought, Lance, have you ever thought about my feelings? Where were you when I needed you the most?

You hate Charlie because he helped me. Then, what do you wish me to do? You left me alone in despair. That

was what you did to me.

"What do you mean? I've got you wrong. Although Charlie knew that you were pregnant and pretended to be your husband, you were nothing more than friends. Is that right?"

Lance gave a derisive laugh.

Clearly, he did not trust Yvette's words at all.

Yvette smiled a forced smile and said desperately, "Lance, believe it or not, it was just a misunderstanding. It has nothing to do with Charlie. From beginning to end, you are suspicious of me. You have never trusted me.

"If it were Yazmin, you probably would believe her without hesitation."

At the mention of Yazmin, Lance frowned deeply. "What does it have to do with her?"

It was dark and windy at night.

Yvette was so weak that she became unsteady in the wind as if a withered leaf that would be blown away by

the wind at any time.

She murmured, "I'm just curious. Why do you trust her so much while not believing whatever I said? It's been two years, but you seem not to know about me at all. What exactly do you think about me?" Yvette's extremely disappointed tone almost took Lance's breath away. He couldn't help feeling distressed.

He was not sure what was wrong with him either. He asked himself if he would be this angry if Yazmin was pregnant. He had to admit the answer was negative. He probably would even be happy for her. Yvette seemed to be different from Yazmin in his mind. He was incandescent with rage at the thought that there would be another man being together and starting a family with Yvette. Lance suspected that he fell in love with Yvette.

He had never thought that he would fall in love with anyone else.

Yvette's heart sank as Lance remained silent. She no longer had any expectations.

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What had happened between them occurred to Yvette. She had to admit that she was totally not important to

Lance.

He became furious because he thought Yvette betrayed him. He was utterly humiliated.

She was an absolute loser.

She had loved Lance deeply for a whole decade. It turned out that she was unworthy of trust in his mind.

"It's all my fault. I overestimated myself. What a fool I was! I thought you would be touched by my sincere love one day. I got what I deserved."

She squeezed a smile while her eyes were full of tears.

Her grandmother was gone. She couldn't live anymore if she lost her baby.

"Lance, you don't believe me no matter what I say. Since you refuse to let Charlie off, you can beat me as well. In this way, we are quits."

"No way!"

She would never get even with him in her lifetime.

Lance's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were red. He stepped forward and held Yvette in his arms.

"You'd better give up on the idea as soon as possible. I will never let you go."

"You bastard!"

Yvette's eyes smoldered with anger. She couldn't bear it any longer and fiercely bit his arm.

A sharp pain shot through Lance's arm. Even though he had his clothes on, he felt that he was bleeding from

his arm.

"Let go!"

Lance gritted his teeth. He didn't expect Yvette to bite him suddenly.

Soon, Yvette tasted blood and saw it permeating Lance's sleeve. Even so, she clenched her teeth.

Lance wanted to throw her out. However, when he discovered that her shoulders trembled with anger, stopped.

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He was so irritated that his voice turned hoarse. "Is Charlie so important to you? What else can you do to save him?" Just as he was about to force Yvette to open her mouth with his free hand, the latter wore out and fell to the ground. Lance grabbed her. With a strained look, he shouted, "Yvette!"