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.

a good life was to

occupy her life and lead

help, but in her

baby was gone.

did not want him

this.” Yvette stared at

him for ten years was

regretted it very

night, only the girl’s little face was

he saw her, he felt that her pupils were especially

very

only empty brightness.

Why?

was it like

sorts of emotions filled his chest in an

had become extremely difficult. His heart felt like it was being

by a hand!

he let

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

come

the words that Lance wanted to say

were things he could not manage

fact that they could not go back to

the baby, Yvette suddenly collapsed and

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

was not true. The baby had never been

really missed

only comfort

was her only consolation

as if she wanted

fluttering, and she was crying her

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

hung up the

belly, and the

time.

as pale as paper, and his heart

he hung up on was

sorry, Yvette.

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

it meant to be powerless. If it was possible, he would rather risk

bear this pain for

gone, and

it was like a

knew that his pain was far

long eyelashes fluttered, and pearl-like tears

you again. Don’t make me hate you even

a butcher’s knife dipped in poison,

any longer, and he staggered backward, the fresh taste

throat.

yet it was also like a thousand

and he said in a hoarse