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

words were all nonsense to Yvette, who had lost

She could not understand and did not

made Yvette almost unable to hold

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

matter how many stories we had in the past, I have no memories of them.

force me to

Yvette no longer

hurried, and she did not want to show the slightest

front of

she reached the door, Yvette felt more and more

an unknown beast was rampaging in her

head to throb

was like

her of something,

continued

to go crazy from the buzz. Her body swayed

limp..

she was about to fall to the ground, a

that, Stephen’s voice

are you

Stephen supported her shoulders from behind, his broad

looked like he was hugging her from

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

that she

“Stephen.”

as if all the energy

fine. Take

and his refined

He supported her politely and stood behind her like a tall

blocked

her feel calm and

anything else and let him help her into

scene of them hugging each other was caught by the

if his heart had

he were drunk, Lance staggered back a

He backed off until

It was dark

Lance’s car was parked outside

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

minute and every

himself and enduring, not

man leave

However, he

still very painful as if

Late at night.

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

was no longer a high–spirited look on his face.

his soul.

The way things had developed was completely different from what

He had thought that if he did not give up,