Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 141

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 141 Divorce

Lance rushed to the hospital. The first thing Frankie did when he arrived at the scene was to check the

surveillance video.

In the surveillance video, Yvette came out of the room at half past one in the morning while the nurse was

asleep.

Yvette got into the elevator barefoot in a white dress and never came down.

The elevator stopped on the 18th floor.

“Mr. Wolseley, it’s the top floor,” Frankie said with a serious expression.

As he heard this, Lance’s pupils suddenly shrank, and he immediately rushed out.

In the dark night, Yvette sat on the cement pier on the edge of the top floor.

Her hair was like seaweed, and her white dress was blown up by the wind, making her look even thinner. Her whole body was fragile like a crystal that would break in seconds.

When Lance saw this scene, his expression was unprecedentedly ugly. A feeling of panic crept into his heart.

“Yvette.”

He called out carefully as if he was afraid that she would be shattered.

Yvette acted as if she had not heard anything. She raised her head and stared at a certain place in the sky.

“Yvette, what are you looking at?” Lance lowered his voice, staring at her without blinking as he slowly approached her.

Yvette seemed to not have noticed and replied, “Baby.”

Lance stopped in his tracks and saw Yvette raise her slender arm and point at the sky. “The baby just came to say goodbye to me and went there.”

In a split second, it was as if a giant hammer had descended from the sky and ruthlessly smashed into

Lance’s heart.

His face gradually became pale, and his fingers by his side unconsciously trembled.

After a long time, he finally said with difficulty, “Can you come down first?”

Yvette said lightly, “Lance, can you let me go?”

“Yvette, come down. Let’s talk, okay?” The man was tense, and his tone was forbearing.

Yvette looked at the man’s face and knew that she had succeeded halfway.

Half of her plan was to make him think that she wanted to do something dangerous, and the other half was

to make him agree to divorce.

She could not really risk her life. Since she promised her grandmother that she would live a good life, she

would never break her promise.

living a good life

let hatred occupy her life and

for help, but in her heart,

baby was gone.

her warmth. She did not want him to be

let’s end this.”

him for ten years was the most wrong thing she

regretted it

little face

saw her, he felt that her pupils were especially beautiful and as bright as newborn babies’, without

very bright, but that soul-stirring spirit had

only empty brightness.

Why?

was it

panic, regret… all sorts of emotions filled his chest in

had become extremely difficult. His heart felt

by a hand!

he let her

voice. “Yazmin won’t bother us again. Yvette, give me

come back?” Yvette

the words that Lance

there were things he could not

fact

baby, Yvette suddenly

She wished that the baby really came to her

The baby had never

really missed the

only comfort

was her only consolation

was as if she wanted to

was fluttering, and she was crying

to save her immediately. At the very least, he should have checked her location instead of hanging up

hung up

beaten up, she had been protecting her belly, and the baby had been supporting

time.

Lance’s face was as pale as paper, and his heart ached as if it had been

up on was

Yvette. I’m

that she would not accept his apology, but other than being sorry, he did not know what to

be powerless. If it was

this pain

gone, and he

he thought of the child, it was like a dense thorn that stabbed

he knew that his pain was far less than a

and pearl-like tears dripped down her pale little

again. Don’t make me hate you even

butcher’s knife dipped in poison,

seemed to be unable to take it any longer, and he staggered

throat.

had passed, yet it was also like

felt his cold face, and he said

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