Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 285 I Wanna Kick Him to Death

Lance didn’t care at all. He picked Yvette up by the waist and placed her back on the

bed.

Lance didn’t even care about his wound, allowing the red blood to flow on the creamy

white sheets.

Lance looked at her, his eyes lighting up.

The woman who he thought “died” five years ago. The woman who appeared in his

dreams every night was in front of his

eyes.

“Yvette…”

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Lance’s tall and slender body was suppressing her. She was trapped in his arms tightly.

He called her name one by one in a tender and loving tone.

The closer he got, the more Lance felt her temperature and her fragrance. Her true

existence felt quite different from when she was a piece of memory in his dream. Lance

always woke up at midnight when he dreamed of her.

Yvette watched as Lance’s bloody palm caressed her cheek, her eyes, and her lips with

strong affection.

The look in his eyes gradually changed from soft and tender to fierce. Lance’s lips were

about to approach hers.

Yvette slapped Lance’s face mercilessly.

“Don’t touch me! Bastard!”

Her heavy slap left five red fingerprints on Lance’s face. There wasn’t any affection. She

did it to purely vent her anger.

Lance didn’t feel any pain, nor did he care. His eyes flickered with desire.

“Honey, why can’t I touch you? You’re my wife.”

“I’m not!”

“You!” Lance buried his face into Yvette’s neck and bit the fair skin.

Yvette kicked her legs and shook her head, trying to dodge.

“I don’t know you. You’ve found the wrong person.”

Lance could have easily found that there was something wrong with Yvette.

She resisted because she really didn’t know him. She really regarded him as a stranger.

But Lance failed, or he didn’t want to admit it.

He crazily wanted her and possessed her body. This was the only way to prevent her

from disappearing.

Only then could Lance prove that he wasn’t dreaming.

Lance bent down slightly and propped his elbows on both sides of her body.

Suppressing his desire, he said in a hoarse voice, “It’s been too long since we’ve slept.

Let me help you remember, okay?”

He kissed her plump earlobe, gently biting and slowly twirling it. He tried to seduce

the way

“No!”

cried and shouted, her

this moment, Lance was a terrifying lunatic to

She kept dodging his attacks and moaned. “I don’t want

husband…”

Lance finally stopped, his handsome face sullen. “What

her face turning pale. She repeatedly said,

husband…”

her tears, the platinum diamond ring on her finger hurt

pulled the ring desperately, regardless of the

to pull the ring

“Hey! What

he angrily threw it into

eyes were filled with anger. He thought of how she had found a husband and

ring with that

had also slept

was about to

how he had been through these five

He was like a walking

accept the

alive but did not appear.

his chest had been struck by a blunt

and lasting pain that pierced

heart.

A tear fell from Lance’s scarlet eyes

Lance’s deep

eyes and leaned down. His eyes were blurred, and

hoarse. “I am your husband. Yvette, if you don’t understand, I will prove it to

understood what

handsome face full of desire. She was

into a ball, looking pitiful and

her red

But Lance didn’t pity

was nothing else in his mind

years.

“Save your tears.

pulled her closer forcefully with his hands

himself.

sucked her earlobe

rubbed by him. Her tears flowed out uncontrollably

groaned.

She felt as if everything was out of control. She was suddenly taken to

and treated

was deeply

“Bang!”

The door was

A figure rushed over. He pulled Lance off

in the

grabbed that man’s hand to turn the

to seal that man’s neck,

panicked when he saw the man on the

thinking, she grabbed the lamp on the nightstand and smashed it

muffled sound rang

caught off guard and

rolled on the ground. With the solid material, it

But Lance’s heart

like a slow motion

full of disbelief.

was all because of that

panic and suddenly pushed Lance away, not caring about

Lance felt like being struck

her

on

“Marlon… Marlon… Are

“I’m fine.”

Marlon had stood

at fighting, but he had

his energy. Out of worry,

the bodyguards, which hurt