Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 249

Chapter 249 You Are My Wife

Ellen was tightly held in his arms.

The warm tears, like poison, seeped into the man's hard chest bit by bit, infecting the cold-blooded and ruthless heart.

Sadness seemed to be contagious, and Jamie’s heart began to throb faintly.

His slender fingers were clenched until they were pale, and he didn't speak until after a long time.

"I can't let you die. Don’t even think about it."

Ellen did not have the strength to retort. Her weak body made it impossible for her to stay conscious for a long time. Soon, she fell asleep in Jamie's arms.

Moonlight came in from outside the window.

The whole room was covered with a faint layer of whiteness.

Jamie listened to the steady breathing of the little girl in his arms, and the corners of his lips curled up in mockery.

All the words that he could not say were poured out.

"Ellen, I actually want to treat you well again." "Say, do you think I'm a simp, huh?"

He was ruthlessly fooled by this woman over and over again, but he was stuck on her.

He, Jamie, was the most stupid guy in the world.

After the evening class ended at 8:30 pm, Yvette got out and walked towards the subway station.

On the way, her phone vibrated. It was Lance.

"Is the class over?" he asked.

"Yes." "Should I pick you up?"

Yvette was even stunned by his offer. She looked up and saw that they were only a few hundred feet away from the subway station.

"No, thank you. I have already arrived at the subway station." "Are you sure, my wife?" Lance's magnetic voice came from the other side of the line.

The word 'wife' stunned Yvette. Later, she realized that she was his wife again.

It was just a marriage by agreement.

Yvette felt bitter when she remembered that Lance married her because of her grandfather.

It wasn't because she didn't like her grandfather, but it made her feel like a tool.

When she was needed, she would be put to use. When she wasn't, she was like an item that could be discarded.

To Lance, she was dispensable and not important.

As she did not answer for a long time, Lance asked, "Don't tell me you don't remember this?"

It was about being his wife.

Yvette replied, "I will abide by the agreement."

Since it was an agreement, she should show her attitude toward the agreement.

In short, this time she would not be as silly as before or repeat the same mistake.

Suddenly, there was no sound from Yvette's side.

The atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.

At this time, Yvette heard a woman’s voice on the other side of the line.

"Lance, Mrs. Wolseley asked me to bring you dinner..."

This voice was very familiar. Yvette thought for a moment and realized that it seemed to be Juliette's voice.

She thought that Juliette was Tanya’s ideal daughter-in-law.

In an instant, she felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, and her heart felt cold.

"I'm getting onto the subway soon. The signal is bad, so I'll hang up."

After saying this in a panic, she hung up.

In the president's office.

Juliette saw that Lance's expression was not good and said, "Sorry, I didn't know you were on the phone."

Lance uttered indifferently, "It's fine."

Juliette put the lunch box on the table and opened it layer by layer.

"I came with a mission today. Mrs. Wolseley said that you forgot to eat after you started working. She told me to supervise you until you finish eating."

Lance supported his forehead with his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. "Put it down first." "No, you have to eat it. After you eat it, I can fulfill my mission." "What are you doing?" Lance asked as he glanced at her.

In the past few days since she had been back, Juliette had done this sort of thing many times.

Juliette blushed from his gaze. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Hey, you have no conscience. I sent you food out of goodwill, and you still dislike me?"

Lance said indifferently, "I don't need it. Don't you know what my mother means?" "What?" Juliette blinked, pretending not to know it.

"She wants to make US a couple."

Juliette's heart palpitated. She asked, "What do you think?" "No way."

The answer was as expected.