Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 166 I Am at Your Door

She said softly, “It was not that serious.”

The pain used to be minor. She would be prepared before her period came, so Lance didn’t know.

Moreover, every time it had come, she would hug Lance to sleep. His body was hot like burning charcoal. It had been warm and comfortable.

This time, it came so suddenly that she wasn’t prepared. In addition, due to the poor recuperation from her miscarriage, the pain was especially intense.

She looked down and saw that the cuffs of his shirt seemed to have been stained red by her. Immediately, her face burned a little hot. She pointed at his sleeve and said, “Wash that spot.”

Lance lowered his head and only then did he see that it was a little red.

He was actually a little obsessed with cleanliness, but he did not pay much attention to it. He nodded and said, “I’m going to take a shower.”

Yvette looked at his back, her long eyelashes gently going down.

She knew he was obsessed with cleanliness and would be unhappy if he was a little dirty.

But now, he actually didn’t mind her blood.

Thinking about it, she fell asleep perhaps because of the medicine.

In the middle of the night, Yvette turned over and rubbed her forearm against something.

She was shocked and suddenly opened her eyes. She found that someone was sleeping next to her.

Yvette stretched out her hand and turned on the light at the head of the bed. Her body froze and she blinked. Only then did she confirm that it was Lance who was sleeping next to her.

He seemed to have been woken up by her and stared at her unhappily.

“You…”

Yvette grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around her body. After a long time, she said, “You’re a pervert!”

“Huh?”

It seemed like Lance hadn’t returned to his normal state, and his voice was lazy.

Yvette’s face was as red as an apple as she pointed at him. “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”

Lance looked down at himself and remembered something. He said righteously, “The clothes are dirty. How do I wear them?”

He even pulled the quilt to the side, revealing his strong and enticing abs.

“It’s so hot.”

“What nonsense are you talking about? It’s December now. Is it hot?”

Lance had a superior head-to-body ratio. His waist and legs looked like they were perfectly designed. He was seductive when he was wearing clothes. But now he was only wearing a pair of boxers.

was even better than

look,

wonder she felt so warm and

hugging her to sleep

feel hot,” he answered bluntly and flipped

brought a cup over and

the tea and smelled ginger, freezing

“You made it?”

Lance reluctantly agreed.

a shower, he noticed her hands and feet were a little cold, so he called Frankie to buy materials

done this before and had even scalded

for a woman who despised him. He felt angry just thinking

It’s not hot.” Lance seemed to be a little

and her face was a little

done this for anyone before because he had

scantly-dressed

was being served by

she finished drinking, Lance took the cup away. Yvette then discovered that the back

was red.

skin was even better

“What’s wrong?” Yvette asked.

“It’s fine.”

say that he had scalded himself. It

to the door. He suddenly turned his head and looked

fake smile and said, “You

snorted coldly

to bite off

would be unlucky for caring

saying must never be

could she have slept so soundly, to actually let Lance sleep

where they

Yvette regained her calm. She said indifferently,

late. You

her and sneered, “Now you

man and a woman

she was afraid that he

that she was jealous, so she changed to a euphemistic way

the wrong

Charlie will misunderstand? He has spent 500

with you instead.”

somewhat harsh, making Yvette clench her

waste time with him, so she urged with a

did not retreat. Instead, he advanced, pulled the quilt, got on the bed, and pulled

arms.

body was very hot, sticking

in front of his chest from behind and threatened, “Be more careful. Don’t keep

had nothing to