Secretary’s Secret Lover

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.

was only at this time that Lance felt that she still belonged

joking. You are my

Yvette could cure his

voice was gentle, tinged with

pounded hard

was not a doctor. How

in soon and gasped

treating his wound, Lance remained silent. He only frowned

pain.

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

will land you in

this for Lance’s good. As Lance was in the wrong, he could only

who was listening to their conversion, was

Twice!

he doing? Did he want to

was done lecturing Lance, he turned

that you are young, but try to refrain yourself when your

dangerous.”

“Well…”

blushed. Just as she was about

it had nothing to do with her. It was

doctor laughed, “It is good for you to not groan when I was treating your wound.

overprotective.”

turned

There were still hickeys at the corner of Lance’s lips.

the oatmeal. “It looks fresh and tasty. You must have done a lot of homework

that. Lance, you can

that, the doctor

still mad about what had just happened.

message. Yvette listened to what she had to say and texted

Lance overheard this was a female voice, his mood was

He cleared his throat.

Lance felt a crushing pain

thought he needed to fetch something. So, she asked,

I will get

Lance said with a

have? I’ll ask Frankie to buy

is food in the ward.” Lance tilted his head and

was referring to the

around, confused. Lance refused to have any

about to walk to the

and fetch a clean

Lance held her hand and

“It’s cold,” Yvette said.

not eat cold food as he still had an

well, but Lance could tell that she did not want him to touch

a lot

know why Lance was insisting on eating the

it, I

and placed it

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

not moan when he was in pain. He

out to take the plate, put away the table, and

more agreeable now

out of place with someone as masculine

he backed

all

“Do you

rosy, swollen lips.

he stared at her