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.”

explain. He wanted to speak. He thought

all nonsense to Yvette, who had

could not understand and did

for no reason made Yvette almost unable to

I

stories we had in the past, I have no memories of them. I hope

not force me to hate

no longer looked

hurried, and she did not want

of

the door,

unknown beast was

head to throb and her

The conversation with the man was like a tsunami that

of something,

continued to

to go crazy from the

limp..

she was about to fall to the ground,

that, Stephen’s voice

“Yvette, are

supported her shoulders from behind, his broad chest

like he was hugging

her head slightly, and the street lamp illuminated her eyes, making

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

“Stephen.”

if all the energy in her body had been drained

calmly and steadily, “It’s fine. Take

gentle, unhurried voice and his

and stood behind her like a tall

He immediately blocked

her feel calm and

say anything else and

other was

as if his heart had been mercilessly

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

backed off until

It was dark

Lance’s car was

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

and

and

seeing the man leave soon,

he was still

still very painful as if it were tied

Late at night.

sat in the car, almost smoking

no longer a high–spirited look on his

his soul.

things had developed was completely different from

thought that if he did not give up, he