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.

the first step to living a

not let hatred occupy her

for help, but in her heart, she did not want him to

baby was gone.

She did not want him to be

let’s end this.” Yvette stared

for ten years was the most wrong thing she had

regretted it

dark night, only the girl’s little face was white to the point

her pupils

very bright,

only empty brightness.

Why?

was it like

emotions filled

his breathing had become extremely difficult. His heart felt like it

by a hand!

let her

us again. Yvette, give me a chance. I will treat you well, and we will still be the same

the baby come

the words

were things

the fact that they could not go back to the

the baby, Yvette suddenly collapsed

hoped that she was not lying to him. She wished that the baby really came to her dream and

true. The baby had never been

really missed

was her only comfort when her

was her only

wanted

fluttering, and she was crying her heart

save her immediately. At the

hung up

she had been protecting her belly,

time.

as pale as paper, and his heart ached as if it

up on was

Yvette.

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

the first time, he knew what it meant to be powerless. If it was possible, he

this

and he was

was like a dense thorn that

was far less than a tenth of

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

you again. Don’t make

knife dipped in poison,

take it any longer, and

throat.

minute had passed, yet it was also like a thousand years had

felt his cold face, and he