Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 131

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 131 Lance, You Don’t Deserve It!

Lance was stunned.

He never thought that Yvette, who had always been soft and kind, would wish him to die!

“Do you hate me so badly?” Lance looked frustrated.

Yvette said in an indifferent tone. “When I was kidnapped, I did hate you. I kept thinking that if you hadn’t left me in the parking lot of the hospital, I wouldn’t have been kidnapped. But that’s not the case. I knew that if you got another chance, you would still choose to save Yazmin.”

“No, it’s not like that.”

Lance was heartbroken and his throat was too tight to speak.

He reached out to touch her forehead, but Yvette dodged him.

She shook her head and mocked, “Don’t lie to yourself. You can’t let her go.”

“Yvette, it’s not the fact. I did want to send Yazmin away, but I promised her that I would send her abroad safely. After she has the operation, we will…”

“Lance!”

Yvette interrupted in pain, “You also promised me! You asked me to trust you. You said we would go home together, but what happened?”

Lance’s chest was tight as if there was a heavy rock holding him down. The apple in his throat moved up and down, but he seemed to have lost his voice and could not say a word.

“Lance, have you ever experienced your head being pushed against the wall and your internal organs being

crushed?”

Lance’s face turned gray. His lips trembled as he said, “Don’t say it, don’t…”

Yvette pointed at the gauze on her head as if she didn’t hear it. She unconsciously trembled as she recalled

that terrible memory.

“They grabbed my head and smashed it against the wall. They stepped on my body with their feet. I felt like my entire body was crushed. I also felt that the baby was leaving me. At that time, I hated you so much. You asked me to trust you! But you once again abandoned me!”

Recalling that scene again, Yvette could still feel the great despair.

She was put into extreme pain every time she thought of losing her baby.

The wound on her heart seemed to be reopened, making her entire body tremble in pain.

Every word Yvette said made Lance feel pain as if he was there.

Especially when she said “trust you”, the two words were more like two sharp knives that ruthlessly pierced into Lance’s ears, going out and in, giving him a splitting headache.

It was Lance himself who lost her trust.

Lance looked painful, but Yvette was calm.

Because this bit of pain Lance felt now was far less than one-tenth of what she felt at that time.

Yvette looked at Lance and continued, “That day, I did want to trust you.

But this thought made me lose my baby and fall into hell!

You taught me a lesson that one can have a dream, but not a delusion.”

Just because she believed his words, she had paid such a painful price.

Lance was overwhelmed by Yvette’s words, and he collapsed. His eyes were filled with unspeakable pain.

“I’m sorry, Yvette. I’m sorry.”

He knew that no matter how many times he apologized, he would not be able to make up for the pain that

Yvette had suffered.

But other than saying sorry, what else could he say?

If he had known that the ending was like this, he would never have left her behind no matter what.

“Save it.”

The late apology was more disgusting than fake love.

Yvette said lightly, “Now I don’t even want to hate you. If you feel the slightest guilt about me, then agree to

divorce. We will never meet again.”

Her eyes were calm and unwavering, showing no love or hate.