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

leave after

Lance’s heart trembled.

she called me

hooked her arms around my neck

eyes.

melted my

with her

stranger’s as if we have nothing to do with each other once I step

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

coldly, “Mr. Wolseley, why didn’t you

heartlessness made the panic

didn’t want to and couldn’t lose

“Yvette, I’m sorry…”

exchanged

“Get out!”

she knew that at

fist and punched Lance twice. With a cold

eyes were empty and red, but she resisted the tears and

leave, Tanya had to drag him out and

happen, why would you have done that back then? Kneel here and wait for Yvette to cool down. It counts on

lowered his head, not

it began to rain

mourning hall. The rain soaked his expensive suit, but he still knelt

saw him just with

in the past, Yvette would definitely be soft-hearted and choose to forgive

her love for

calm as the love disappeared

the afternoon, Marcus actually

Lance, he didn’t even look

the mourning hall, and

in

several times, Yvette propped herself up to thank Marcus.

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

deeply hurt

could they know

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

door, Lance called

in his tracks, his deep eyes

“Marcus, Yvette is my

was a warning and

man was none other than Lance’s

not yet entered his marriage at the

had enough fun.

Marcus had

Jaiden for his secret

knew that his secret lover was a

time, Lance was more probing and testing Marcus’s

change. He only said lightly, “I

Now?

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