Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 295 You Can’t Call a Stranger Daddy

When Lance saw Isabel’s beautiful little face, he was stunned for a second.

It turned out that his guess was right that day. Isabel was really Yvette’s daughter.

It was her and that man’s daughter.

This fact made his heart break a little, and he could hardly even breathe.

The soft and cute little girl directly jumped into the man’s arms from the seat of the car.

Isabel had twined her chubby arms around Lance’s neck and asked in an incomparably

natural manner.

“Daddy, are you here to see me?”

Isabel’s closeness surprised Lance a little.

To be honest, other than Yvette, he didn’t like to be touched so intimately by any adult or

child.

Unexpectedly, Isabel stared at Lance, making no attempt to disguise her love. Isabel

suddenly hugged Lance closer.

“Bah!”

Her red and soft little mouth touched Lance’s cheek.

Isabel was really satisfied with the “Daddy” she had chosen for herself.

Isabel really wanted to go to kindergarten now and tell Anna that she had the most

handsome father in the world!

Her father was not like Anna’s father, who looked like an old bucket covered in mud.

Although her mother had taught Isabel not to give people bad nicknames…

But last time when Anna laughed at Isabel for being an illegitimate child without a father,

Anna’s daddy also laughed at her

together with Anna.

Humph!!!

Isabel decided to call Anna’s father an old bucket in her heart!

She asked the man in a cute voice, “Daddy, are you here to take me to the amusement

park?”

Lance looked at Isabel with mixed feelings. His thin lips twitched a bit, but he could not

say a word.

He could still feel the soft kiss Isabel had given to him just now, and there was still

Isabel’s saliva left on his cheek.

However, he unexpectedly did not hate it. Instead, an intimate feeling rose from the

bottom of his heart naturally and uncontrollably.

He was trying to push Isabel away before, but when he touched Isabel, he changed his

mind, and instead, he put his hand on her back, in case she would fall. For the first time,

felt at a loss for what to do

her big round eyes without blinking, full

his eyes and could see his own

inexplicable thought arose in his heart. How good would it be

my

was very ridiculous, he really

on Lance,

once.

thought that Lance

very similar to

way Isabel nestled in Lance’s

were really father and

Yvette felt her heartbeat quicken as she saw this scene, and her face turned pale

moment.

An awful thought had just struck her, and she suddenly thought that Lance

Isabel away from

The very thought brought her out in a

clearly not Isabel’s

“Belle!”

Yvette cried out anxiously and grabbed

“Don’t call him like

overreaction. She was stunned,

tightened, looking

she was about to cry the

sorry for Isabel. He was so

he was about to

looked at Isabel. She softened her tone a little and

your father. You can’t

understand?”

A stranger!

Yvette said really reminded

He was now just a stranger

should also have a child as beautiful and cute

Belle.

it

confused. She raised her head to

eyes, Lance was clearly

she

and coaxed Isabel in a low voice, “Belle,

it will cause trouble for him. Do you

was still too young to understand what Yvette said, but she

others was not a good thing to

like being called Daddy by me, Isabel

She was

moment, Isabel felt like she was refused when she was trying

someone.

lowered her head unhappily. Then, she

see…”

Isabel’s head and taught her to be polite patiently. “Then say

him.”

already gotten out of the car and stood in

had heard everything that Yvette

cause trouble for him to be

He thought that even if it would, he would like to have such

reluctant, but she still pouted unhappily and waved

“Then, goodbye.”

very soft and sounded like she

Instantly, Lance’s heart jumped when he heard

He really wanted to hug

something indefinable in

didn’t understand why he would have such mixed feelings for other people’s

Isabel, and the uneasiness in her

did not want Lance to have too much contact with