Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn novel Chapter 97

Secretary’s Secret Lover By Zayla Quinn Chapter 97 We’re Going to Divorce

The door was not closed, and Lance’s voice was low and deep.

“I’ll come to you when I get back. I can’t go now.”

Yvette had no idea about what the other party was saying. Lance just listened quietly and didn’t say anything.

Yvette finally realized that Lance was answering the phone.

She got up and went to take a shower.

When she wrapped herself in a towel, Yvette found that she had no clothes. The clothes she wore last night

were torn and touched by that pervert. She didn’t want to wear them anymore.

Just at that moment, Lance pushed the door open and entered.

He saw Yvette clumsily putting his suit on.

Lance’s clothes were oversized for Yvette. The sleeves even reached her knees. Yvette was rolling up her

sleeves, and it was still loose.

When Lance walked over, Yvette felt that her face turned red. She said, “I don’t have clothes.”

If they were in New York, Lance would have asked someone to deliver the clothes. It was inconvenient here,

and there was no suitable clothing store.

“Take me back to get it,” Yvette said.

Yvette had brought her clothes, which were in the Dudley’s house.

Lance looked at her and said in a low voice, “Are you going to go out like this?”

“Can’t I?”

There was a full-length mirror behind her. Yvette took a look and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. The shirt was knee-length. Anyway, she wouldn’t feel cold sitting in a car.

“Is there a problem?” Yvette didn’t sense anything wrong, but the hickey on her neck was too obvious.

Yvette was annoyed that Lance bit her too hard.

She was a little angry and covered her neck with her hair.

Lance carried her from behind and said hoarsely, “What are you hiding?”

Yvette ignored him.

Lance moved his hand down her back and patted her butt. “Do you want to go out with your butt exposed? How dare you!”

Yvette blushed when he said that. She wanted to free herself from his arms but failed.

Lance put Yvette’s hands behind her back and looked at her in the mirror with great desire. Meanwhile, he moved his hand down her body…

Yvette was shocked and wanted to push him away. But she couldn’t move and could only beg in a low voice, “Lance, you can’t!”

Lance lowered his head and bit her shoulder. He lifted his hips to make his crotch close to Yvette and said in a

low voice, “Can’t I?”

Yvette’s face turned red, and they both seemed to be turned on.

“I don’t mean that you can’t do it… It’s…”

Yvette couldn’t say it. She found that Lance was pushing his luck. Last night, the tension just dropped away a

little, and Lance acted as if he possessed her.

She was a little vigilant and said, “Let go of me first.”

Lance rested his head on her shoulder and felt wronged.

“Honey, I know I was wrong. Could you forgive me?”

The mistake Lance admitted naturally had nothing to do with this matter.

Given that Yvette ignored him, Lance bent down and picked her up, letting her sit on his lap and kissing her

face.

“I was wrong about the matter with Charlie, but he obviously coveted you. You are still my wife. I really can’t

stand it.”

“Show some respect.” Yvette frowned when she noticed Lance’s attitude toward Charlie.

Lance couldn’t even stand Yvette mentioning him and said irritably, “Can you stop contacting him?”

Recently, Lance had been taking medicine to hold back his anxiety, but when it came to Yvette, he couldn’t

calm down.

Lance even wanted to kill Charlie, so Charlie couldn’t come to Yvette.

“Lance, we can’t go back. Let’s get a divorce as soon as possible.”

Yvette was shocked last night, and she was very sober now. She added, “And I can’t give you the child.”

“No,” Lance said decisively. “Except for the child and the divorce, I can compromise on anything.”

Yvette also became stubborn. “Except for these two things, I have nothing else to talk about with you.”

Lance frowned. He thought Yvette was better at annoying him and wasn’t as cooperative as last night at all.

He really wanted to push her down on the bed and kiss her hard.

Yvette sat in his arms and felt very uncomfortable. She thought Lance’s muscles were too tight.

“Will you take me back to get my clothes? If not, I will go myself.”

As she spoke, Yvette was about to get up.

Then Lance grabbed her and wrapped her tightly with a towel before carrying her out.

When they returned to the Dudley’s house, Yvette went to get her clothes. The mess in the room reminded her

of what happened last night.

Yvette tugged at Lance’s clothes and said, “Don’t go.”

Lance glanced at her and did not say anything, but he did not leave.

Yvette went in to change her clothes. The door was not closed. Lance looked up at her beautiful shoulder.

He took a swallow and turned away.

When Yvette came out, Lance had already started to fix the door lock.

Lance found a screwdriver somewhere. His sleeves were rolled up high, and he was twisting screws.

Yvette fixed her eyes on Lance’s handsome face for a while.

Yvette was a little surprised. She didn’t expect Lance to do something like that.

Lance didn’t turn around and said, “Come here.”

Yvette walked over. Lance gave her another screw and continued to twist the other one.

A drop of sweat dripped down his chin and ran down his neck. He looked very charming in that situation.

Yvette’s lips were a little dry as she changed the topic.

“You know how to fix the door lock?”

Lance took the screw from Yvette and twisted the last one. He stared at her and snorted. “I can do a lot. Only

you dislike me.”

Yvette blushed after hearing that.

Meanwhile, Yvette explained, “It’s not like that. I just feel that we’re not right for each other.”

Even though she loved Lance deeply, Yvette would give up on him, who had a thing for another woman.

“Come on! Can we do it eight times a night if we’re not right for each other?” Lance frowned.

Lance was talking about the past. If he wasn’t afraid that she would faint, Lance would have broken the

record.

“You!” Yvette turned around to the kitchen and stopped talking with him.

Given that Yvette was angry, Lance was happy. He felt it was better than Yvette ignoring him.

Lance followed in, washed his hands, and said, “Honey, I’ll help you wash the vegetables.”

However, there were no vegetables in the kitchen. Only two tomatoes were bought yesterday. Yvette said, “No

need. Wait outside for a while.”

Soon, Yvette finished cooking and brought the food to the table. It looked delicious.

Lance said, “Thank you, honey.”

Yvette blushed and was shocked that Lance was so clingy.

Lance looked very elegant as he ate. Soon, he finished his food.

Yvette had only eaten half of it and was a little full.

Lance directly took her plate and ate the rest.

Yvette was stunned. She knew that Lance was a neat freak. He probably had never eaten others’ leftovers.

After the meal, Lance offered to wash the dishes. He looked elegant as he stood in the cramped kitchen.

When Lance turned around, Yvette turned away in panic, but she was still caught.

Lance hugged her, who was about to leave, and stared at her affectionately. “You have my first time. You have to take responsibility.”