Secretary’s Secret Lover

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 194

Chapter 194 Keep a Distance

He kissed her passionately.

Yvette could feel his soft lips and smell his musky scent.

Lance tightened his grip on her wrist, having no intention of letting her go.

Unable to free herself, Yvette got anxious.

Her heart pounded hard. Their breaths intertwined.

There was only one thing she could think about.

Crazy.

Lance was crazy.

Suddenly, the musky scent was replaced by a smell of rust.

It was blood.

Yvette felt she was about to go crazy. Her mind was inundated by thoughts that paralyzed her.

Lance’s tongue was pressing against hers as he kissed Yvette deeply.

Both of them open their eyes. Yvette’s gaze met his.

She was trying to escape, while he was keeping her beside him.

When Lance loosened a bit after the long kiss, Yvette bit him on his lower lip without hesitation.

The pain caused Lance to let go of her.

However, his gaze was still fixed on her.

Ignoring him, Yvette rang the bell and called the police.

When the doctor was coming here, Yvette bent down to check Lance’s wound. Just one look made her shiver with anger.

Lance lost even more blood.

Yvette’s eyes were filled with tears as she growled, “Lance! Are you crazy?”

He might die.

Lance lay on the ground. Despite the stained bandage around his chest, he still looked charming as usual.

It was as if he had had a miracle cure. His lips became rosy.

The corners of his lips curled up. His voice was hoarse. “Yeah. I am crazy.”

Yvette felt somewhat guilty. She was not cursing him. She was mad at Lance because he did not care about his own health.

But apparently, she was overthinking.

The man raised his eyebrows as he chuckled. “I’m crazy for you.”

“Lance!”

Yvette was truly mad at him this time.

Even now, he was still joking.

Even if he died from excessive blood loss, he deserved it!

Seeing Yvette so nervous because of him, Lance grinned.

that Lance felt that she

not joking. You

Yvette could cure

voice was gentle, tinged with

pounded hard

was not a doctor. How

in soon and gasped when he

remained silent. He only frowned when

pain.

“Sir, don’t think you can do whatever you like just because you

twice. Another rupture will land you in the

was in the wrong, he could only

to their conversion,

Twice!

he doing? Did he want

done lecturing Lance, he turned to

to refrain yourself when

dangerous.”

“Well…”

was about to explain,

nothing to do with her. It

not groan when

overprotective.”

cheeks turned even

doctor misunderstood them. There were still hickeys at the corner of Lance’s lips. They were proof of their passionate

doctor glanced at the oatmeal. “It looks fresh and tasty.

that. Lance, you

that, the doctor

about what had just happened. She looked down

Yvette listened to what

overheard this was a female voice, his mood

He cleared his throat.

crushing pain and

and thought he needed to fetch

get

said

do you want to have? I’ll

food in the ward.” Lance tilted his

referring to the

around, confused. Lance refused to have any

did not ask Lance why. She was about to walk to the kitchen, pour the

and fetch

and said, “I can

“It’s cold,” Yvette said.

cold food as he still had an injury. Plus, cold oatmeal did not

pushed his hand away. Yvette hid it well, but Lance could tell that she did not want him to touch

made a lot of

did not know why Lance was insisting on eating

it, I will eat

and placed it on

on his chest, eating would mean he had to move forward and

he was in pain. He just frowned and

reached out to take the plate, put away the table, and let him

she spoon-fed him. Lance was more agreeable now

to be out of place with someone as masculine

had a hunch that he backed

ate all the

“Do

fell on her rosy, swollen lips. He said with an

he stared at

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