Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 145 Win or Lose?

Ellen said, “Do you think Fiona will cry if she sees this photo?”

“How dare you!” Jamie said with hostility.

Ellen smiled and said sarcastically, “It turns out that you also have something to be afraid of. Then why did. you sleep with someone else? Last time in your wardrobe, I heard her sex sounds. Very erotic. Is it that you

can’t satisfy her, or she can’t satisfy you?”

Ellen paused and then said, “Or do you like women like me better?”

Her words were completely improper and carried a hint of contempt toward Fiona.

Jamie scowled. “Don’t mention her. She’s not someone a slut like you can compare to.”

After hearing such words many times, Ellen had become completely indifferent.

“You really know how to play the field. You sleep with so many women a day. You must be tired of living.”

Thinking about how he and Fiona had sex, Ellen felt unprecedented disgust.

Ellen hated Jamie, Fiona, and herself.

The culprit was the man in front of her.

She wanted to do everything she could to break away from him. She did not want to see this man again.

Ellen pulled him to make him sit up and asked, “Do you really love Fiona?”

Jamie had his buttocks on his calves, kneeling like a sinner waiting to be judged.

He hated this position. In the past, he had fought with people abroad. As a newcomer, he suffered and was

forced to kneel like this.

Because he was unwilling, he had his spine broken by someone, and it was still fixed with nails.

“Ellen, do you want to die?” he asked sullenly.

“Answer my question, Ellen insisted.

“Of course, love her,” Jamie answered without hesitation.

“Jamie, why are you still sleeping with me? Your love is so worthless,” Ellen laughed sarcastically.

sleeping with you is no different from sleeping

see Ellen’s current expression. He guessed

really not

and sneered, “Don’t you know what you are? Have I

a tool to

“Smack.”

hard

crisp and pleasant

terrible life abroad,

He gritted his

The next second.

soft head was pressed against Jamie’s chest. Hot tears flowed down his hard chest as

you so much. What right do you

Do you know that

stunned.

saying? Did she love him?

her to get lost,

times.

and confessed her feelings for him

tone.

myself because I love you, but I am so

dripped onto his face and lips. They were wet and

if struck by an electric current, he felt like

not have given

he could not

No.

eyes, she was still that cheap plaything, a dirty whore. He would never change

his life.

Yes, that was it.

to be hypnotizing

know what

that there

indifferent.

every sentence as if reciting lines, and she said them in her heart in

continued, “I hate you, Jamie. I hate you for not loving

this, she threw the

she got downstairs, Ellen took a taxi. Her phone was turned

can you give me a

did not light it.

tobacco.

father were giving her strength