Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 355 You Are So Shameless

Chapter 355: Chapter 355 You Are So Shameless

After Juliette left the ward, she ran into Tanya, who came to visit Lance.

Originally, Frankie didn’t tell anyone that Lance was injured.

Later, after Juliette ran into Frankie in the hospital, he had no choice but to tell her that Lance was hurt by a punk.

Juliette told Tanya about it and Tanya immediately came over.

She was carrying a food box in her hand. When she saw Juliette, she hurriedly asked, "Juliette, how is Lance?"

With a calm look on her face, Juliette gently held Tanya’s arm and comforted her, "Don’t worry, Mrs. Wolseley. Lance is fine."

Tanya waved the food box in her hand and said, "I want to see him."

She was asking Juliette for her opinion.

Since Lance almost drowned in the river five years ago, Tanya was more worried about Lance than before.

Apart from staying with him, she kept praying for her son’s safety.

Tanya also became a little nervous and neurotic.

In the past few years, when she was in a panic, Juliette had always comforted her.

Juliette accompanied Tanya all the time.

The one Tanya trusted the most was Juliette, and she had never doubted Juliette’s words either.

After Yvette had passed away, Tanya tried to persuade Lance to let it go and said some unpleasant words, which upset and annoyed Lance.

Then Lance didn’t go to visit Tanya as frequently as before.

She could only care for her son through Juliette.

Juliette smiled, took the food box, and said, "Lance just ate the food I brought. He can’t eat it tonight, but I am hungry. Mrs. Wolseley, can I eat this?"

Tanya nodded, grateful for Juliette’s help.

Otherwise, she would be sad if Lance did not eat the food she brought here.

"Mrs. Wolseley, give it to me directly when you prepare the food tomorrow. I will bring it to Lance," said Juliette.

"Okay," Tanya said with a smile.

Then, Juliette held Tanya’s hand and grinned at her. "Lance is asleep. You won’t be able to see him now. Let me take a walk with you."

"Don’t you have to stay with Lance?" Tanya felt it was a little strange.

Juliette still wore a smile as there was no trace of abnormality on her face. She said, "I will come back to stay with Lance after dinner."

Seeing the two get along well, Tanya nodded with a smile.

"Sorry to trouble you to go for a walk with me."

"Mrs. Wolseley, don’t mention it."

Juliette pouted prettily and said intimately, "We are a family. That’s what I should do."

Tanya touched Juliette’s hand and sighed, "Yes, with you taking care of Lance, I am very assured."

Juliette took the opportunity to say, "Mrs. Wolseley, I want to move forward with the press conference. Lance always suffers from many disasters. I am a little worried."

What Juliette said was meaningful.

Tanya’s expression became serious as she remembered the man on the mountain had said that there would be two calamities for Lance this year and they should be solved with happy events.

She nodded, "Juliette, it’s up to you."

...

In the ward.

Yvette didn’t feel anything wrong just now. She only felt uncomfortable after the incident and stood uneasily.

She looked at Lance. "I have to go home."

"You come over." The man leaned against the bed pillow. Due to the injury, he couldn’t sit for a long time, so he could only lean on the side.

"What are you doing?" Yvette stared at him and remained vigilant.

Lance sized her up for a second and said directly, "Come over, or I’ll carry you over."

"Can you carry me..." Yvette laughed at him.

Before she could finish speaking, the man had already arrived in front of her. He bent down slightly and carried her with his uninjured left hand.

"Ah!"

Yvette cried out in shock. Then she stretched out her arms around his neck tightly.

"Lance, are you crazy?"

He didn’t take his injury seriously.

Good thing the bed was very close. In just a few seconds, Yvette had already sat firmly on the bed.

"Lance, what are you doing?" Yvette covered her chest, her face full of panic.

Lance took off her shoes without words.

Since it was not suitable for him to squat, he sat on the bed, raised one of her legs, and placed it on his leg.

Yvette fell back on the bed as if she was totally at the mercy of the man.

She panicked and wanted to kick him. "If you take off my shoes, I will shout for help..."

"Don’t move."

Her ankle was squeezed tightly by Lance.

"Oh..."

Before Yvette could finish words, she felt a chill on her feet and thought it was comfortable. Then she couldn’t help but change her tone.

She didn’t know when Lance had gotten the ice.

He placed it on her feet and gently rubbed them.

Yvette’s feet were well maintained, tender and fair, like fine jade soaked in the moonlight.

The upper part of her toes had been scalded red by the hot soup and it was still swollen.

With cold eyes, Lance lowered his head and focused on applying ice to her feet.

Yvette felt her cheeks burning when the man held her tender little feet in his hands.

She changed the topic. "How did you know?"

"Do you think everyone is as careless as you?"

Lance had just noticed it, so he didn’t let Juliette in.

There were medicines that could heal bruises and ice in the ward.

He rubbed her feet for a while, took out the medicine, and pressed them before applying it to her.

"It’s so serious, but you don’t take it seriously."

Yvette was wearing socks, but her feet were too tender.

It looked serious. After he applied ice to them, she felt much better.

But the man was pressing her sensitive spot...

In an instant, her expression changed.

"Oh, don’t touch that..."

"Does it hurt?" Lance furrowed his brows.

Although he said it in an angry tone, he didn’t press it hard.

Seeing that Yvette shouted, he even looked at her feet doubtfully, which were not red.

Yvette blushed and felt a little embarrassed. "It’s itchy."

Lance narrowed his eyes. Just now, since he was worried about her, he didn’t think the other way.

Looking at her flushed little face, he instantly thought of something.

Then, he let out a sexy laugh and told her seriously, "Your heart is itching."

"What?" Yvette was confused.

The man’s eyes were filled with desire as he said in a low voice, "In the past when I touched here, you would... Then you would beg for mercy."

...

Yvette instantly understood what he meant. She flushed as she said in embarrassment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lance smirked as he said meaningfully, "I’m not talking nonsense. During a special period, it’s quite useful. Not only there, but..."

Lance leaned against her ear and said a few parts.

Yvette blushed and scolded him, "You’re a pervert!"

"Yes."

Lance answered without any awkwardness, still holding her little feet in his hand. "Only when I see you will I become a pervert."

Undoubtedly, he was in a good mood today.

So he kept teasing her.

It was all because she said ’what boyfriend’.

He was so delighted that he didn’t even feel any pain.

He put her feet on the shelf to dry the ointment.

Then, he cleaned his hands, got closer to her, and asked in a seductive voice.

"Do you want to see my perverted appearance?"

Yvette was speechless.

She was stunned.

She opened her mouth slightly, unable to speak.

Why was there someone proud of being a pervert?

Lance’s expression seemed to show that he was perverted, so he was proud.

Yvette turned her head away to avoid embarrassment. "I don’t want to see it. Don’t be so close to me."

"Really?"

Lance beamed with his narrow eyes. "You used to like it very much..."

Yvette even curled her toes when he heard this.

Come on!

What a shameful guy!

"Stay away from me." Yvette rolled her eyes. "You’re a person with a fiancée, so behave yourself."

Lance held her tightly. "What nonsense are you talking about? How many times have I told you? I don’t have a fiancée. From beginning to end, only you are my woman."

He raised his fingers and said seriously, "I swear."

Since Lance’s eyes were firm, he did not look like he was lying.

What Juliette behaved just now was very much like she was lying!

Yvette pursed her lips without words.

Even if he did not have a fiancée, it seemed that she had nothing to do with it.

When she was deep in thought, a hint of danger flashed in Lance’s eyes. "I lost my virginity to you. Don’t deny it."

In an instant, Yvette’s face became as red as a ripe tomato.

"You are so shameless."

Lance did not refute and smiled faintly.

If he could get back together with her, so what if he was a shameless person?

Now he had to be shameless.

Yvette was puzzled. "That was also my first time, right?"

She felt that she was quite conservative. When she married Lance, she was still young, so she shouldn’t date other guys.

The man nodded. "Yes."

"Then we’re even."

Lance recalled. "The first time, I had a hard time holding it in, so we only had sex twice before it ended hastily. However, I didn’t control it well the second night. I did it with you too many times and then you couldn’t even walk well for a week. Later, I found out that it was best if four times a night..."

Yvette widened her eyes as she looked at the man’s expression. Meanwhile, he kept saying!

Four times a night!

What!

Her face flushed red as she covered the man’s mouth in exasperation.

"Don’t say anymore! Don’t!"

Seeing that Yvette was about to go crazy if he continued to tease her, Lance stopped talking.

He held her hand and asked in a serious tone, "I can shut up, but you have to tell me, why do you think that Juliette is my fiancée?"

Yvette didn’t know why he couldn’t get over this problem.

She simply said, "Remember the amusement park thing? I called you because Belle wanted to see you. It was Juliette who answered. She told me not to disturb her fiancé."

After he heard it, Lance’s eyes turn cold.

He did not expect that Juliette would dare to do this!

She even dared to answer the phone for him without his permission!

However, thinking that Yvette had called him that time, Lance curled up his lips with a smile.

At the thought of Isabel, Lance grinned from ear to ear, a wave of happiness flooding over her.

From the bottom of his heart, he had long since regarded Isabel as his daughter.

It was a pity that he couldn’t go with them last time. Then he decided to make it up to Isabel next time.

"I’m sorry."

Lance held her hand tightly and apologized sincerely, "I shouldn’t have let anyone else touch my phone. It’s all my fault."

He lowered his eyes slightly. "I was wrong about the phone matter, but Juliette is not my fiancée. I have nothing to do with her."

Yvette was surprised by the man’s serious explanation.

She silently felt that he really could not be blamed for answering the phone.

"But I explained it to you later. Why didn’t you tell me at that time?" Lance added.

If he had known what Juliette was thinking earlier, he would have already started to solve that problem.

Since he didn’t know many women, he didn’t see through her disguise.

After all, Juliette had acted so well and had never done anything out of line to him.

After knowing that he did not like women to cross the line, Juliette kept her distance from him and followed the rules.

Yvette explained, "Marlon showed me a lot of reports about you two in pairs."

Lance didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He was lost for words.

He wondered, how could Marlon find that old news?

"When you left, I didn’t ask about the company. My mother and Juliette made it. I have already asked people to cancel all of them."

He pinched her mouth. "Just wait. I will also ask the legal department to make a statement three days later to clarify that there is no other relationship between the Beckford family and the Wolseley family other than cooperation."

Hearing his careful and serious explanation, Yvette felt warm in her heart.

But in the blink of an eye, she felt that it was inappropriate.

She still remembered Marlon’s words, and she could not easily fall for him.

Then she said in a cold voice with an icy face. "So what? It’s your thing! None of my business."

Unable to hear such ruthless words, he stretched out his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

"How come?"

He held her tightly. "You are my wife, and we are in the most intimate relationship in the world."

Lance’s voice was hoarse and attractive, with a bit of temptation.

Yvette suddenly blushed and pushed him, trying to escape from his arms.

"What wife? We are already divorced."

Lance tightened his arms and said heavily, "You are also my wife in my heart. I have no intention of changing my wife."

"But, but..."

Yvette was thinking about how to refuse him. "I have a crush on another man."

Instantly, Lance’s eyes darkened.

He knew that she was going to use Stephen as an excuse again.

Although he could tell that they were not dating, he could not help but feel jealous.

It seemed that a thin layer of ice appeared on the man’s handsome face. His eyes locked on her. "So what? Even if you’re dating, I don’t care!"

His tone was full of aggressiveness.

Yvette thought that this overbearing man was going to threaten her again as she frowned.

Unexpectedly, when Lance saw her frown, he changed the topic. "I’ll be the other man and Belle’s other dad."

"What?" Yvette widened her eyes in shock and confusion.

Lance was too embarrassed to say it again.

Afraid that she would be angry, he would not say that.

He pretended to clear his throat. "Forget it if you didn’t hear it."

Why didn’t Yvette hear it? She heard it clearly.

When she recovered from the shock, she couldn’t help but laugh so hard that she leaned back and coughed.

"Kaff..."

"Is it that funny?" Lance darkened his face as he reached out to pat her back.

"You want to be the other man and Belle’s other dad?"

Ignoring the man’s ugly expression, Yvette mercilessly mocked him.

The door was suddenly slammed open by someone.