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

Yvette the way she

“No!”

and

At this moment, Lance was a terrifying lunatic

“I don’t want to

husband…”

his handsome face sullen.

Yvette cried hard, her face turning pale. She repeatedly said, “I

husband…”

tears, the platinum diamond ring on her

Lance pulled the ring desperately, regardless of

to pull the

“Hey! What are

the ring off, he

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

exchanged the ring with

they had also slept

about to go

one knew how he had been through

He was like a walking

not accept the

appear. She lived a happy life with another

Lance felt as if his chest had been struck by a

long and lasting pain

heart.

Lance’s scarlet eyes and

deep

eyes and leaned down.

husband. Yvette, if you don’t understand,

Yvette understood

She looked at Lance’s handsome face full of desire. She

a ball, looking pitiful and

her red

Lance didn’t pity her

in his mind but fiercely punishing her

years.

tears. You’ll cry

said this, Lance pulled her closer forcefully with

himself.

her earlobe as if he

Yvette’s body was repeatedly rubbed by him. Her tears flowed

groaned.

if everything was out of control. She was suddenly taken to bed by

treated

was

“Bang!”

door was kicked

figure rushed over. He pulled Lance off the bed and pressed him to

in

Lance wasn’t weak. He grabbed that man’s

to seal that man’s

saw

grabbed the lamp on the nightstand and smashed it on

“Bang!” A muffled

was caught

The lamp rolled on the ground.

But Lance’s

He slowly raised his head, just like a slow motion in the movie. His handsome face

full of disbelief.

of worry, but it was all because of that

panic and suddenly pushed Lance away, not caring about

not strong, but Lance felt like being struck by lightning.

Lance let her push him

Yvette pulled up the man on the ground,

“Marlon… Marlon…

“I’m fine.”

had

at fighting, but he

and it consumed his energy. Out of worry, he used

the bodyguards, which