Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 81

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.

she didn’t care about how others would judge

can leave after paying your

Lance’s heart trembled.

called me

she still hooked her arms around my neck and called me honey with

eyes.

tone melted

with her for the rest

as a stranger’s as if we have nothing to do

felt his eyes sore. “Yvette… I know you are

him coldly, “Mr. Wolseley, why didn’t you leave?

panic in Lance’s

to and couldn’t

“Yvette, I’m sorry…”

late confession was only exchanged

“Get out!”

at

her fist and punched Lance twice. With a cold face, she

Yvette. Her eyes were empty and red, but she resisted the

unwilling to leave, Tanya had to drag him out and let him kneel outside the mourning

would happen, why would you have

his head, not saying

long after, it began to

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

and saw

Yvette would definitely be soft-hearted and choose to forgive Lance, but now

felt her love for him gradually

calm as the love

afternoon, Marcus

Marcus passed by Lance, he didn’t even look at Lance

the

he came in

Yvette propped herself up to

body shook. Fortunately, Marcus held her hand in

deeply hurt

could they know each

not stay any longer. After paying his

door, Lance called out to him first,

his tracks, his deep

sullen. “Marcus, Yvette is

a warning and

none

marriage at the age of thirty-six because

had enough fun.

Marcus

Jaiden for his secret

Lance vaguely knew that his secret lover was a

this time, Lance was more probing and testing Marcus’s

did not change. He only said lightly, “I know that she is

Now?

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