Secretary’s Secret Lover

Chapter 302 I Agree to Divorce

Yvette paused.

She was just too angry.

He didn’t hurt her, so she knew that calling the police was useless.

Yvette looked at him coldly and asked, “Mr. Wolseley, do you like me?”

This topic suddenly changed.

“Of course.” Lance was slightly stunned.

If not, how would he, a busy businessman, have been looking for ways to meet her?

Yvette smiled slightly, her eyes full of mockery. “But in my eyes, you are just enjoying the

novelty. Even though I used to be your wife, you feel a sense of novelty after five years

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of separation. What will happen after this novelty disappears?

“Will you throw me away like trash or treat me as a pet you’re tired of, lock me at home,

and make me wait for you every day?”

The heartache made his voice urgent and hoarse.

“Yvette, it’s not a sense of novelty, and I will not throw you away like trash. You are my

wife. No one can replace you.”

These words made Yvette’s head suddenly hurt again.

She took a deep breath and said in pain, “Mr. Wolseley, in your memory, I am your wife,

but in my eyes, you are just a stranger.

“You feel it’s normal for a husband to do all this to his wife, yet it is very annoying to me.

“In this case, do you really think that it is fair to force me to be with you?”

Her cold and flat voice made Lance feel heartbroken.

His eyes were somber, and he could not speak for a long time.

“Is this how you like me?”

Yvette’s eyes were full of mockery as she said sharply, “So your affection is selfish

importunity, regardless of other people’s wishes.”

An unprecedented sharp pain hit the man.

Lance weakly released his grip on her. His heart was heavy, and he could not breathe.

He looked extremely hurt.

“Yvette.”

He wanted

all nonsense to Yvette, who had

and did not

for no reason made Yvette almost unable

I am unfamiliar with you now. I do not have any other feelings for

we had in the past, I have no

me to hate

Yvette no longer looked at

hurried, and she did not want to show the slightest

front of this

When she reached the door, Yvette

was like an unknown beast was rampaging

her head to throb and her

The conversation with the man was like a tsunami

something,

feeling continued to

was about to go crazy from the

limp..

she was about to fall to the ground, a warm palm caught her shoulder in

that,

are you

supported her shoulders from behind, his broad

like he was hugging her

and the street lamp illuminated

that she did not look like a human

“Stephen.”

all the energy in her

and steadily, “It’s fine. Take care. I’ll help you get in

his refined aura

supported her politely and stood behind her like a

blocked all

made her feel calm

did not say anything else and

them hugging each other was caught by the man who had

instant, it was as if his heart had

if he were drunk, Lance staggered back a step, two steps, and countless

He backed off until he couldn’t

It was dark

was parked outside Yvette’s

watching the man send Yvette

minute and every

controlling himself and enduring, not letting

the man

However, he was still

His heart was still very painful as if it

Late at night.

sat in the car, almost smoking constantly

his face. He

his soul.

things had developed was completely different from what he

if he did not give up, he could wait for Yvette