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.

a

must not let hatred occupy her life and lead

going to ask Jaiden for help, but in her heart, she did

baby was gone.

did not want

this.”

for ten years was the

it

night, only the girl’s little face was

still remembered that the first time he saw her, he felt that her

very bright, but that soul-stirring

only empty brightness.

Why?

it like

sorts of emotions

had become extremely difficult. His heart felt

by a hand!

let her

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

baby come back?” Yvette

words that Lance wanted

enough, there were things he could not manage to

just like the fact that they could not go back

baby, Yvette suddenly collapsed

wished that the baby really came to her dream and had

true. The baby had

really missed the

only comfort when her grandmother

was her only consolation taken

as if she wanted to vent all of her

and she was crying her heart out. “Lance, I beg

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

hung up the

belly, and the baby had

time.

as paper, and his heart ached as if it

he hung up on was

sorry, Yvette. I’m

she would not accept his apology, but other than being sorry,

first time, he knew what it meant to be powerless. If it was possible, he would rather risk

this

was gone, and

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

knew that his pain was far less

pearl-like tears dripped down

again. Don’t make me hate you even

were like a butcher’s knife dipped in poison, slicing and cutting

seemed to be unable to take it any longer, and

throat.

as if a minute had passed, yet it

face, and he said in

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