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 good life was

hatred occupy her life and lead

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

baby was gone.

She did not want him

end this.” Yvette stared

him for ten years was the most wrong thing

it

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

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

now, those beautiful eyes were still very

only empty brightness.

Why?

was it

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

had become extremely difficult. His heart

by a hand!

let her

give me a

baby come back?” Yvette

all the words that Lance wanted

were things

just like the fact that they could not go back to the

of the baby, Yvette suddenly

the baby

not true. The baby had

missed the

her only comfort

her only consolation taken

as if she wanted

was crying

she did not expect him to save her immediately. At the

hung up the

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

time.

pale as paper, and his

he hung up

Yvette. I’m

other than

knew what it meant to be powerless. If it was possible, he would

this

was gone, and he was also

child, it was like a dense thorn

was far less than a

pearl-like tears dripped

again. Don’t make

butcher’s knife dipped in poison, slicing and cutting

take it any longer, and he staggered backward, the

throat.

yet

he said in a hoarse