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!”

Yvette cried and

moment, Lance was a terrifying lunatic to

his attacks and moaned. “I don’t want to sleep with you.

husband…”

his handsome face sullen. “What did

hard, her face turning pale. She repeatedly said, “I don’t want you.

husband…”

tears, the platinum

Lance pulled the ring desperately, regardless of the

determined to pull

What are you

took the ring off, he angrily threw

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

ring with that

Perhaps they had

about to

he had been through

like a

not accept the fact that Yvette

was alive but did not appear. She lived a happy life with another

felt as if his chest had been struck by a blunt blow. There

long and lasting pain that pierced

heart.

tear fell from Lance’s scarlet eyes and landed on

Lance’s deep

Lance wiped his eyes and leaned down. His eyes

your husband. Yvette, if you don’t understand, I

understood what he

full of

a ball, looking pitiful and

with her red

didn’t

else in his mind but fiercely punishing her for disappearing

years.

tears. You’ll

her closer forcefully with his hands and pressed

himself.

Yvette’s face and sucked her earlobe as if he was

him. Her tears flowed out uncontrollably

groaned.

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

treated

was

“Bang!”

door

He pulled Lance off the bed and pressed him to the

him in the

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

his knees to seal that man’s neck,

he saw the man on

she grabbed the lamp on the nightstand and smashed

A muffled

was caught off guard

rolled on the ground. With the

But Lance’s

raised his head, just like a

full of disbelief.

of worry, but it was all because of that man. She ran out

Lance away, not caring

Lance felt like being struck by lightning.

Lance let her

the man on

“Marlon… Marlon… Are you

“I’m fine.”

had stood

fighting, but he had spent too much

consumed his energy. Out

to hurt the bodyguards, which