Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 285

Chapter 285 I Wanna Kick Him to Death

Lance didn’t care at all. He picked Yvette up by the waist and placed her back on the bed.

Lance didn’t even care about his wound, allowing the red blood to flow on the creamy white sheets.

Lance looked at her, his eyes lighting up.

The woman who he thought “died” five years ago. The woman who appeared in his dreams every night was in front of his

eyes.

“Yvette…”

Lance’s tall and slender body was suppressing her. She was trapped in his arms tightly. He called her name one by one in a tender and loving tone.

The closer he got, the more Lance felt her temperature and her fragrance. Her true existence felt quite different from when she was a piece of memory in his dream. Lance always woke up at midnight when he dreamed of her.

Yvette watched as Lance’s bloody palm caressed her cheek, her eyes, and her lips with strong affection.

The look in his eyes gradually changed from soft and tender to fierce. Lance’s lips were about to approach hers.

Yvette slapped Lance’s face mercilessly.

“Don’t touch me! Bastard!”

Her heavy slap left five red fingerprints on Lance’s face. There wasn’t any affection. She did it to purely vent her anger.

Lance didn’t feel any pain, nor did he care. His eyes flickered with desire.

“Honey, why can’t I touch you? You’re my wife.”

“I’m not!”

“You!” Lance buried his face into Yvette’s neck and bit the fair skin.

Yvette kicked her legs and shook her head, trying to dodge.

“I don’t know you. You’ve found the wrong person.”

Lance could have easily found that there was something wrong with Yvette.

She resisted because she really didn’t know him. She really regarded him as a stranger.

But Lance failed, or he didn’t want to admit it.

He crazily wanted her and possessed her body. This was the only way to prevent her from disappearing.

Only then could Lance prove that he wasn’t dreaming.

Lance bent down slightly and propped his elbows on both sides of her body. Suppressing his desire, he said in a hoarse voice, “It’s been too long since we’ve slept. Let me help you remember, okay?”

He kissed her plump earlobe, gently biting and slowly twirling it. He tried to seduce Yvette the way she liked.

“No!”

Yvette cried and shouted, her heart panicking.

At this moment, Lance was a terrifying lunatic to her.

She kept dodging his attacks and moaned. “I don’t want to sleep with you. I have a husband…”

Lance finally stopped, his handsome face sullen. “What did you say?”

Yvette cried hard, her face turning pale. She repeatedly said, “I don’t want you. I have a husband…”

As she wiped her tears, the platinum diamond ring on her finger hurt Lance’s feelings.

Lance pulled the ring desperately, regardless of the pain she would suffer. He was determined to pull the ring off.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

After Lance took the ring off, he angrily threw it into the trash bin.

His eyes were filled with anger. He thought of how she had found a husband and even exchanged the ring with that man…

Perhaps they had also slept together.

He was about to go crazy.

No one knew how he had been through these five years.

He was like a walking dead.

He could not accept the fact that Yvette loved another man.

She was alive but did not appear. She lived a happy life with another man…

Thinking of this, Lance felt as if his chest had been struck by a blunt blow. There was a long and lasting pain that pierced his

heart.

A tear fell from Lance’s scarlet eyes and landed on Yvette’s face.

Lance’s deep sorrow stunned her.

Lance wiped his eyes and leaned down. His eyes were blurred, and his voice was hoarse. “I am your husband. Yvette, if you don’t understand, I will prove it to you.”

Yvette understood what he meant.

She looked at Lance’s handsome face full of desire. She was like a frightened rabbit curling into a ball, looking pitiful and cute.

with her red eyes.

But Lance didn’t pity her at all.

There was nothing else in his mind but fiercely punishing her for disappearing for five years.

“Save your tears. You’ll cry harder later.”

As he said this, Lance pulled her closer forcefully with his hands and pressed her under himself.