Secretary’s Secret Lover

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.

to living a good life was to leave

occupy her life and lead her

to ask Jaiden for help, but in her heart,

baby was gone.

warmth. She did not want him to

this.” Yvette stared

years was the most wrong

it

only the girl’s little face was white to the point of

remembered that the first time he saw her, he felt that her pupils were especially beautiful and as bright as newborn babies’, without any

still very bright, but that

only empty brightness.

Why?

was it like

sorts of emotions

extremely difficult. His heart felt like it was being forcefully

by a hand!

let her

and begging voice. “Yazmin won’t bother us again. Yvette, give me a chance.

the baby come back?” Yvette

words that Lance wanted to

enough, there were things he

back, just like the fact that

suddenly collapsed

lying to him. She wished that the baby really came to her dream and had gone to a

was not true. The baby had never

really missed

baby was her only comfort when

was her only

wanted to

body was fluttering, and she was crying her heart out.

she was in despair, she did not expect him to save her immediately. At the very least, he

he hung up

protecting her belly, and the baby had been supporting her for a

time.

as paper, and his heart

hung up on was

sorry, Yvette.

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

time, he knew what it meant to be powerless. If it

this pain for

baby was gone, and he was also

the child, it was like a dense thorn that stabbed

he knew that his pain was far less

eyelashes fluttered, and pearl-like tears dripped down her pale

you again. Don’t make me hate you even

a butcher’s knife dipped in poison, slicing and cutting every inch of Lance’s

to be unable to take it any longer, and he staggered backward, the fresh taste of blood

throat.

a minute had passed, yet it was

cold face, and he said in a hoarse