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 still belonged to

joking. You

Yvette could

was gentle,

heart pounded

not a doctor. How could

soon and gasped when he

was treating his wound, Lance remained silent. He only frowned

pain.

doctor was speechless. “Sir, don’t think you can do whatever you

ruptured twice. Another rupture will land you

for Lance’s good. As Lance was

to their conversion, was

Twice!

Did he

was done lecturing Lance, he turned

refrain

dangerous.”

“Well…”

as she was

had nothing to do with her. It was

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

overprotective.”

cheeks turned even

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

fresh and tasty. You must have

that. Lance,

that, the

the bed, still mad about what had just happened. She looked down at her phone

listened to what she had to

a female voice,

He cleared his throat.

pain

he needed to fetch something. So, she

I will get it for

said with a

have? I’ll

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

was referring to the

refused

was about to walk to

and fetch

her hand and said, “I can

“It’s cold,” Yvette said.

eat cold food as he still had an injury.

away. Yvette hid it well, but Lance could

a lot

did not know why Lance was insisting on eating the cold

it, I will eat

placed it

chest, eating would mean he had to move

in pain. He just

take the plate, put away the table,

was more agreeable now and

of place with someone

hunch that he

ate all

“Do you

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

he stared at

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