Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 409 The Traitor

Chapter 409: Chapter 409 The Traitor

The sky was gloomy. There would be a thunderstorm at night.

Although Lance could turn on the air conditioner in the car, Yvette did not know if there were blankets, lest he could catch a cold.

Moreover, Lance was not in good health, and it might not be good for him to sleep in the car.

Lance didn’t respond to her words.

Yvette finally realized what she had just said. How could she care so much about him?

She regretted it so much that she wanted to bite her tongue. "Well, just go back. I’m going to sleep."

As she spoke, Yvette wanted to close the curtains.

"Why did you go back on your word? Do you want me to ring the doorbell?" Lance’s voice was a little out of breath, as if he was running.

Yvette was stunned when she heard that. She looked towards the car and saw that there was no one there.

Looking down, Lance had already run to the door.

She exclaimed, "How did you get in?"

The door of the villa needed face recognition. Other than the ones that were recorded in advance, no one else could get in.

"Oh, Belle recorded my face before."

Yvette thought, this little traitor.

"I’m waiting for you to open the door," Lance reminded her.

"Oh." Yvette regretted it, but she could not take back her words.

She wore a furry slipper and walked gently on the carpet, going downstairs to open the door.

The door opened.

Lance’s good-looking face was lit up in the moonlight, so handsome that it amazed Yvette.

Yvette’s heart pounded.

She despised herself for always being enchanted by his handsome face.

"Come in."

She turned around and did not look at Lance.

Lance came in and closed the door behind him.

Yvette wore an apricot silk nightgown with white lace edges and a pair of white fluffy shoes.

Her face was clean and beautiful after being washed up, and her skin was fair and tender, making her look extremely attractive.

Lance’s eyes narrowed slightly as he praised, "It looks good."

"What?"

Lance’s voice was soft, so Yvette couldn’t hear him clearly.

Lance came closer and said, "The pajamas look good on you."

Yvette was very sensitive to Lance’s approach.

She took a step back and said, "Don’t lean so close to me."

Before she could finish speaking, the lights in Kamila’s room suddenly lit up.

Then, the door of the room was open.

Yvette hurriedly pushed Lance back and pressed him against the door. Then, she stood on tiptoe and reached out to cover Lance’s mouth, afraid that he would make a sound.

However, Lance was too tall, and when Yvette stood up, she also lost her balance and fell.

Lance reached out his arm in time and wrapped it around Yvette’s waist, pressing her against himself to maintain her balance.

In an instant, Yvette’s face was pressed against Lance’s chest.

Her ears were filled with his firm and powerful heartbeat.

Yvette was nervous.

The strong heartbeat was so loud.

After a while, some noise came from the kitchen.

It was the sound of Kamila pouring water.

Lance seemed to feel her nervousness and put his hand on her back, comforting her.

The burning temperature made Yvette even more nervous.

Her heart was beating so fast that she was almost out of breath.

After drinking the water, Kamila returned to her room.

Yvette couldn’t wait to step back, but she couldn’t move her feet.

"Don’t move." Lance’s low and hoarse voice sounded in her ears.

Yvette’s hand was caught in his palm.

Yvette froze and wanted to break free, but Lance’s hand slid down the back of hers and held it lightly.

Then, his dry and slender fingers slowly separated every one of her fingers and held them tightly.

Their hands interlaced, which made Yvette feel so shy.

Her heart just kept pounding.

After a long time, Yvette found her voice and raised her head, saying, "You..."

Lance suddenly lowered his head. He said in her ear as his Adam’s apple rolled.

"Kamila is out again."

Sure enough, the sound of the door rang again.

Kamila forgot to turn off the kitchen lights and came out to turn them off.

Lance still maintained the posture of his lips sticking to the tip of her ear, his warm breath gently brushing against her ear. His meaning was aggressively obvious.

Yvette felt that her ears and face were hot. Her shy appearance was attractive.

Lance tilted his head, his thin lips pressed against the tip of her ear, making her feel the light stinging pain.

Yvette covered her mouth, almost screaming out.

Did he bite her just now?

The moment the door closed.

Yvette’s ears were still numb. Her eyes were watery as she looked at him. "You..."

"What’s wrong?"

Lance was calm and composed, as if he had just done it unintentionally.

Yvette organized her words for a long time, but she didn’t know what to say and foolishly stood in place.

Should she ask him if he had bitten her?

If he denied it, would she be laughed at for being narcissistic?

Yvette bit her lips and felt lost.

She said, "Forget it."

"What’s wrong?" Lance looked at her deeply.

"Nothing."

"Your heart seems to be beating a little fast," Lance said casually.

"..."

Yvette pursed her lips and ignored him.

Yvette thought, it’s your fault.

"Let’s go," she said grumpily.

Just as she took a step forward, she realized that something was wrong with her feet. It hurt a little.

She seemed to have accidentally sprained her ankle just now.

Just as she was thinking, her body suddenly floated in the air.

"Oh..."

Yvette was shocked. When she covered her mouth, she was already in Lance’s arms.

He asked, "Did you sprain your ankle?"

"Yes, but I can walk."

Before she finished, Lance had already carried her upstairs.

Lance was tall and had long legs. Soon, he stepped into the bedroom.

Then, he carefully placed her on the bed and took off her shoes.

Yvette did not have time to stop him. Her feet were already held in Lance’s hand and examined carefully.

Yvette was stunned for a moment.

He didn’t mind it at all.

"It should be fine," she said.

Yvette knew her feet well. It didn’t hurt much, so it shouldn’t be seriously injured. She would probably be fine when she woke up tomorrow morning.

But Lance was worried and asked, "Where is the medicine kit?"

Yvette pointed at the bottom compartment.

Lance came over with the medicine kit and half-knelt on the bed. Then, he lifted her leg and placed it on his thigh.

Yvette’s face immediately became hot.

Her legs were separated and placed on Lance’s thigh, which looked unpleasant.

And under her calves were Lance’s firm and tight thighs.

Her skirt was lifted, and her skin touched his trousers. She felt very hot.

Yvette’s legs were stiff, and she did not dare to move.

She was afraid that she would touch something she should not touch.

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