Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 351 I Don’t Buy It!

Chapter 351: Chapter 351 I Don’t Buy It!

Lance took Yvette’s hand, and let her touch his well-defined abdominal muscles. He even pressed the muscles a little with her hand. Yvette thought it felt great, and at the same time, she felt the burning heat of his skin.

Yvette’s face blushed.

However, Lance didn’t stop there. He then took Yvette’s hand and moved down along the V-line abs to the positions below.

Yvette went blank for a moment. Then she suddenly came back to her senses and pulled her hand back.

Her fair face was flushed red, and even her neck and ears were red.

Yvette thought, what is this guy doing?

What a jerk!

Shameless, perverted, vulgar!

Yvette’s face totally blushed. "You... Jerk..."

At this moment, Yvette forgot to disguise her voice and directly scolded Lance.

Lance smiled slightly and said, "You just stared at my abdominal muscle without blinking. I thought you wanted to touch it."

"Nonsense! You jerk! I will sue you for sexual harassment!"

Lance raised his eyebrows casually and slightly frowned. "Then can I sue you for pretending to be a nurse?"

"You!"

Yvette was angry and surprised. "How did you know..."

Yvette didn’t even know when this man found out it was her.

From the tone of Lance’s voice, Yvette believed that he already knew that when she came in.

Just now, Lance asked me to feed him water and even drank water from the places I had drunk, and he even asked me to check his wounds...

So he was faking it!

Lance pulled off the mask Yvette was wearing, pinched her cheeks, and stared at her. "I can recognize you no matter how you dress up."

Lance’s eyes were full of smiles. He was satisfied to see Yvette the moment he woke up.

Lance thought, as expected, Yvette is not as free and easy as she pretends to be. She still cares about me.

This thought cheered Lance up immediately.

Lance’s good mood was shown all over his face, and his cold and handsome face became soft.

"Nonsense! I don’t buy it!"

Yvette pushed Lance’s hand away, annoyed that she was fooled, and turned to leave, but she was pulled back by a slender and strong arm.

"Don’t go."

Yvette was caught off guard and was almost pulled into Lance’s arms.

Yvette quickly reached out and pushed Lance away. Yvette didn’t notice her move and then saw that Lance’s expression instantly changed.

Lance’s handsome face went pale. It seemed as if he was enduring great pain.

Yvette panicked.

Yvette suddenly thought of the scene of blood flowing out after Lance was stabbed.

In an instant, Yvette tensed up and she couldn’t help but get closer to Lance to see if there was anything wrong with him.

"What’s wrong? Should we call a doctor?"

Lance was facing Yvette, and his tight and solid chest could be seen clearly.

However, Yvette was no longer in the mood to look at that. Yvette asked with a serious look, "Let’s call the doctor."

As Yvette spoke, she got up but was pulled back by Lance once again.

This time, Yvette was directly pulled into Lance’s arms, and he gently hugged her. "I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt."

Lance lowered his voice, and his voice was sexy and hoarse. "With you here caring about me, everything is fine."

Yvette tried to push Lance away a little but did not make it. Yvette did not dare to move, afraid that she would hurt him.

"I don’t care about you."

Yvette was a little annoyed at Lance for talking nonsense.

"Well, you don’t care. Can you let me lean on you for a while?"

At this moment, a warm embrace was the best way for a man to relax.

Although Lance said that he would just lean on Yvette, he actually completely embraced her in his arms.

Lance pressed his face against Yvette’s neck, and his breath became hot.

A breath of heat rushed over and over again.

Yvette’s face blushed and her ears became red.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.

"Mr. Wolseley, Ms. Beckford is here."

Yvette’s body froze, and the cozy ambiance faded away.

Lance frowned, his body slightly backward, and his eyes fell on Yvette’s face, not letting go of a trace of her emotion.

Yvette’s face was now as cold as ice, and there was an unspeakable embarrassment in her heart.

Yvette thought, Marlon is right. I should not have anything to do with this man.

Otherwise, I will be the only one who is embarrassed.

Yvette struggled, unable to break free, and her tone became cold.

"Can you let go of me? It is improper for us to be so intimate or your fiancée might get the wrong idea."

Lance frowned in confusion.

Lance thought, why did Yvette mention something like that again?

Haven’t I explained to Yvette that I have nothing to do with Juliette?

Lance’s eyes darkened and he did not repeat the question. Instead, he looked at Yvette.

"Then won’t your boyfriend misunderstand if he knows you came to see me?"

"My boyfriend?" Yvette was so angry that she said without thinking.

After Yvette finished speaking, she realized that she had fallen into a trap and thought that there was no use explaining it at the moment, so she simply kept silent.

Lance’s lips curved up a little and put on quite a meaningful look.

Lance thought, I know that if Yvette really loves someone, she will not hesitate or wait for such a long time to be together with the man.

According to what Stephen has found out, Yvette has known Frankie for three years.

Yvette hasn’t chosen to be together with Frankie in the past three years, so how could they suddenly become a couple?

I am not clear about what Stephen is thinking, but I am sure Yvette must have been acting to deceive me.

It is impossible for Yvette to suddenly fall in love with someone she has not been able to fall in love with for three years.

Yvette said with a cold face, "I didn’t come here because I care about you. I came here out of humanity. Because it is my brother who hurt you."

Lance was not angry after hearing what Yvette said. Instead, he helped her put on the mask and smiled faintly, "OK. But you are not allowed to leave now."

Then, Lance said towards the door, "Come in."

Juliette held a thermos flask in her hand and came in gracefully.

When Juliette saw that Lance’s buttons were not fastened and his delicate and attractive collarbone was exposed, she blushed a little.

"Lance, I heard from Frankie that you were hurt by a criminal. How are you feeling now?"

"I’m fine."

As Lance spoke, he lowered his eyes to look at Yvette, who was picking her fingers, and the corners of his lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

Juliette was stunned when she saw Lance’s handsome and charming smile.

Juliette looked at Lance with desire and said, "I have nothing to do these days. Why don’t I stay here and take care of you?"

"No need," Lance responded coldly.

Juliette pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed. Juliette thought, fortunately, there is no one I am familiar with here.

Otherwise, it will be too embarrassing.

Then Juliette saw the little nurse standing next to Lance. She noticed that the nurse’s face was covered with a mask and the figure of the nurse looked delicate.

Juliette looked at Lance again and found the clothes on his chest were half open with some messy sexiness.

Juliette thought, could it be that this nurse was taking care of Lance just now?

But for so many years, I have never seen Lance allow any other woman to get close to him.

Juliette was a little suspicious, but also a little displeased to be refused by Lance. She pointed at Yvette and ordered, "Go, get me a glass of water."

Yvette stood still, not even raising her head.

Juliette got furious and thought, it is one thing to be humiliated by Lance, but how could even the nurse look down on me?

Juliette couldn’t help but raise her voice and said with a sharp tone, "Didn’t you hear what I said?"