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 to speak. He thought

those words were all nonsense to Yvette, who had lost her

could not understand and did not want to

no reason made Yvette almost unable

now. I do not have any other feelings for you.

in the past, I

me

this, Yvette no longer looked at him

footsteps were hurried, and she did not

of this

the door, Yvette felt more and

an unknown

head to throb and

The conversation with the man was like a tsunami that caused

something, but she couldn’t

feeling continued to spiral and

from the buzz. Her body swayed uncontrollably

limp..

to the ground, a warm palm caught her shoulder in

Following that, Stephen’s

are

behind, his broad chest blocking the

like he was hugging her from

raised her head slightly, and the street

diamonds. She was so beautiful that she did not look like a

“Stephen.”

weakly as if all the energy

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

gentle, unhurried voice and his refined aura

and stood behind

blocked all

made her feel

say anything else and let him help her into the

each other was

In an instant, it was as if his heart had been

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

He backed off until he

It was dark

car was parked

them, watching the man send Yvette home. Lance was tortured

and

kept controlling himself and enduring,

Finally, seeing the man leave soon, Lance

he was still

heart was still very painful as if it were tied up

Late at night.

man sat in the car, almost smoking constantly until the ashtray

longer a high–spirited look on his face. He looked dazed as

his soul.

things had developed was

he did not give up, he could wait for Yvette