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.

didn’t care about how others would judge

Wolseley, you can leave after paying your respects,” Yvette said

Lance’s heart trembled.

she called me Mr.

still hooked her arms around

eyes.

tone melted

be with her for the rest of my

as if we have nothing to do with

he felt his eyes sore. “Yvette… I know you are angry with me. I didn’t know if what you said was

Wolseley, why didn’t you leave?

panic in Lance’s

want to

“Yvette, I’m sorry…”

exchanged for two cold words from

“Get out!”

that at this time if Lance was here, it would undoubtedly only

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

up at Yvette. Her eyes were empty and red,

to leave, Tanya had to drag him out and let him

you have done that

his head,

it began to

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

saw him just with

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

felt her love for him

as

afternoon, Marcus

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

sent over many flowers, entered the

he came in front of

Marcus’ help several times, Yvette propped herself up to thank

Marcus held her hand in the air and

scene deeply

and Marcus… How could they

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

reached the door, Lance

his tracks, his deep eyes

“Marcus,

warning and a

was none other

his marriage

had enough fun.

knew that Marcus had someone

against Jaiden

secret lover was a noble lady

time, Lance was more probing and

did not change. He only said lightly, “I

Now?

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