Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 441 You Big Idiot

Chapter 441: Chapter 441 You Big Idiot

Twelve ribs...

There were no more than twenty-four ribs in a person’s entire body.

Yvette found it hard to imagine how painful Lance was right now. She felt so sorry for him.

She got into the ambulance, and her eyes had always been red.

If not for saving her, Lance wouldn’t have suffered such a serious injury.

If not for him, the falling stone would have hit her.

Even if there was a deep pool under the mountain stream, she might not have been able to swim ashore after being hit by that stone.

No wonder Lance didn’t come up after sinking to the bottom of the pool for a long time.

Yvette did not dare to imagine it.

What kind of faith did Lance rely on to swim up from the bottom of the pool?

He even held her and carried her to the shore.

She thought of Lance protecting her and felt a little awkward.

He must have been in a lot of pain back then.

It was forty minutes later.

Lance was sent to a higher-level hospital.

After Frankie received the news, he rushed over from New York. He arrived at the hospital very soon.

In the ward, Lance’s face was pale, and he had not woken up yet. He had been put on a drip.

Frankie looked at Lance worriedly.

Lance still had not recovered from the illness, and now he had gotten such a serious new injury.

Although he was strong, he could not withstand such torment.

Yvette recalled that the doctor seemed to have doubts about Lance’s health condition.

He was indeed severely injured, but the doctor said that his blood coagulation was very poor.

In her impression, Lance had always been healthy, and he seldom got a cold.

How did he become so fragile now?

Frankie was going out. Yvette quickly stepped forward and asked, "Frankie, the doctor said that Lance’s blood coagulation is very poor. Do you know the reason?"

Frankie’s expression changed.

Marvin had a foreign friend who was an expert. And Marvin originally arranged for Lance to do a blood test this weekend.

But now, it was definitely impossible.

As for blood coagulation, Frankie had never heard of such a thing before.

He couldn’t help but wonder if there was really a problem with the injection.

But he couldn’t tell Yvette about this.

He wouldn’t do something Lance didn’t allow.

However, Frankie did not want Lance’s efforts to end up in vain. After thinking for a while, he looked back at Yvette and said lightly.

"Ms. Thiel, Mr. Wolseley asked me to investigate the matter of those people who drew your blood a few days ago. All we have is that it may be related to the Charles family.

"For this matter, Lance went to Iceland two days ago and searched for clues without sleeping. However, he did not find the person who was related.

"In the past few days, other than working, he had rested less than twenty hours.

"People cannot bear this kind of overburdened workload. It inevitably caused people to be exhausted as well as some other physical problems."

Yvette’s heart sank.

She had been busy with public service work, so she did not pay much attention to Lance.

It turned out that he lied about that business trip. He actually went to Iceland to find clues related to the people who harmed her.

He was so busy with his work. But he still squeezed time to deal with her problems.

However, he never told her about it.

In an instant, Yvette’s eyes were wet.

Compared to him, she was such a lousy girlfriend.

Perhaps because he saw Yvette’s guilt, Frankie eased his expression.

He knew what to say and what not to say.

Now that Lance was in poor health, telling Yvette about the potential danger could make her vigilant and protect herself better.

He believed that Lance would never want to see Yvette in trouble.

"Ms. Thiel, I’m saying this because I want you to be more alert and protect yourself," he said calmly.

"And, I hope you can know that Lance has never slacked off on anything related to you. Every time, he would spare no effort. It’s just that he doesn’t want to say it out loud and give you any pressure. He really loves you."

Yvette bit her lips, her throat feeling uncomfortable.

She didn’t even dare to open her mouth to speak. It seemed that as long as she made a sound, tears would flow down.

Lance had done so much, but she didn’t notice it. He silently protected her.

However, he had never shown off.

How stupid he was.

Frankie left to contact Marvin.

Lance used to be such a strong person, but now his physical condition was getting worse and worse. Frankie felt so worried.

Was it related to the injection?

Now, Frankie could only ask Marvin to think of other ways. Could Marvin ask the doctor to come to New York and do a blood test for Lance as soon as possible?

Yvette returned to the ward and sat by Lance’s bed.

At night, Yvette used a warm towel to wipe his face.

The towel in her hand slowly caressed Lance’s handsome face.

For the first time in so long, Yvette carefully looked at him.

Lance’s eyelashes were really long. No wonder every time he looked at people, they were always moved by his eyes.

He had a tall nose bridge and a perfect outline.

He was flawless.

She slowly wiped his thin lips with the towel. It was said that a man with thin lips had always been fickle.

But his love was so deep that she could not resist it.

Yvette’s eyes were red and swollen as she said, "You big idiot."

...

After Ellen finished her work, she returned to Jamie’s villa.

She had been staying here for several days.

In order to make it convenient, she brought all the clothes she needed.

During the meal, the servant told her that Jamie was having a video conference.

Ellen did not go up to disturb him.

Jamie was in a better condition these two days.

He barely managed to get out of bed and began to deal with the work he missed.

Ellen admired him for working so hard.

In terms of working hard, Jamie was ranked second at the very least.

However, it was good to see him recover.

When he was almost fully recovered, she could leave.

During the meal, she had been thinking about how she was going to make a deal with Emerson.

It was inconvenient for her to show up, but there was no suitable candidate.

After thinking about it, she had to go in person.

However, she still had to plan out how to make the deal.

Ellen was full of worries and could not eat anything. She just ate a little.

After returning to her room, she thought of taking a shower while Jamie was in a meeting.

She took a piece of pajamas and threw it on the bed. She then began to take off the skirt she was wearing.

There were two pieces. The zipper of her top was at the back, but it was stuck halfway.

She tugged twice but couldn’t pull it down.

Ellen was a little anxious and tried again, but it didn’t work.

"Do you need my help?"

A low male voice suddenly came from behind her.

Ellen turned her head and saw Jamie come in.

Jamie sat in the wheelchair and narrowed his eyes. "What are you thinking about? Why are you so focused?"

She didn’t even know that someone had entered the room.