Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 561 Farewell to Father

Chapter 561: Chapter 561 Farewell to Father

In fact, Yvette had spent half a month in torment.

No, that was not accurate.

She had fallen into an abyss the moment the elevator opened.

Before the elevator door opened, she could ignore what Juliette had said and dream about their beautiful future.

She had already given it a thought about what she would do if there was no cure for Lance.

She would be at his side with their children until the last minute. She would never leave him any regrets.

Being able to be a family and gathering together was already the blessing of life.

Even if one of them had to leave first, the other one would not be lonely as long as they had their day because one day, they would meet each other in paradise.

Although it was very painful, things had already happened. What Yvette needed to do was to accompany him.

She thought that it couldn’t be worse. They just needed to enjoy the rest of the time.

But when the elevator door opened, everything changed.

Juliette’s vicious words seemed to have turned into reality.

After she got together with Lance, it seemed that constant disasters had happened to him. Lance once got stabbed, and he fell off the cliff. And he was at sea, searching for her for days when she disappeared.

And then there were venom, explosives, and gunshot wounds.

One thing came after another as if it wouldn’t stop until Lance gave up his life.

In the half month she spent in the hospital, Yvette even began to wonder if she had brought the curse on the man who was close to her. They would get hurt with no exception.

Then she would see her man suffer serious illnesses. Even if they woke up, things were not good.

Yvette felt like a stone weighing on her heart. It was so heavy that she could not move.

She had no choice.

Leaving him was the best for Lance.

However, she knew that she still loved him.

But she could not see this man being consumed by her fatal love.

Standing in front of the glass, Yvette felt for the first time that time had passed so quickly.

She did not want to say goodbye to this man.

However, she was of no help here. Even worse, she could hurt him.

The thought stabbed her heart like a sharp knife. She was so painful that she could not breathe.

"Ms. Thiel."

Frankie’s surprised voice sounded.

Yvette hurriedly turned her face away. After wiping away her tears, she turned around and greeted him.

"Why are you..." Frankie hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Just now, he saw Yvette standing in front of the glass from the side. She was shrouded in huge sorrow.

He thought of a beautiful line.

He was looking at the heart-breaking person.

But in this half a month, Yvette rarely came to visit Lance. This was the first time he saw her.

He did not know what Yvette was thinking.

When she was at the scene, she vomited blood and fainted.

But now, she became so cold and indifferent. She had never come to pay a visit.

He could not understand.

Yvette saw the doubt in Frankie’s eyes, but...

Let it be.

She would like people to think that way.

"Frankie, can I see him?"

In the end, Yvette wanted to say goodbye to Lance.

Frankie said, "Of course."

Lance was going to have surgery tomorrow, so Yvette had to put on a sterile protective suit.

Frankie walked out of the room, leaving them alone.

Lance was on the bed with some tubes in him.

Covered by thick and heavy clothes, Yvette did not dare to touch him. She was afraid of touching the tubes.

She was satisfied by just looking at him from a close distance.

Seeing his chest slightly heaved, Yvette felt his heartbeat and breath.

Even if she could not touch him, she felt content.

"Lance, please be safe and healthy after I leave."

Before she was about to leave, Yvette reached out her hand and sketched his face in the air over and over again.

She tried her best to hold her tear back and wish him a successful operation, but she could not help it at all.

Tears kept rolling down her face.

"Lance, I’m sorry."

Yvette looked at him, reluctant to leave. She sobbed, "Sorry, I have to go back on my word. We can’t be together anymore. You must be safe.

"Promise me that you will be healthy. You will live a long, long life."

Yvette said this with tears in her eyes. Then, she touched her belly and whispered, "Baby, I believe you are thinking the same thing as mom. We both hope dad will be safe."

"Shall we bid farewell to father?"

When Yvette said this, the baby moved slightly in her belly.

She froze!

Standing where she was, she didn’t even dare to breathe.

She wasn’t sure if the baby really moved just now.

There was no reaction in her belly now. She wondered if it was just an illusion just now.

"Baby, if you want to say hello to daddy, give me a sign, okay?" she was curious.

Five seconds later, Yvette saw her belly move again.

It was not an illusion. The baby moved!

The baby was responding to her and saying goodbye to her father!

Yvette’s eyes were full of tears. She caressed her belly and could not restrain herself. "Oh, my baby. Let’s hope dad’s operation will be successful."

She had stayed too long. Yvette had to leave.

She looked at the man for the last time. Her eyes were very deep.

She wanted to engrave every line on Lance’s face, every outline, into her mind and remember it forever.

"Lance, goodbye."

Yvette turned around reluctantly.

She missed seeing Lance opening his eyes.

However, he could not control his body and could not see Yvette leaving.

Only the familiar fragrance in the air made Lance’s heartbeat speed up.

He wanted to find out the source of the fragrance, but he failed to move his body. Only his long eyelashes were flapping like the wings of a butterfly.

After Yvette left, she had already wiped the tears from her eyes.

The corridor was dim, and Frankie didn’t stare at Yvette’s face, so he did not notice her red and swollen eyes.

However, the invisible sadness was still lingering on her.

Frankie comforted her, "Don’t worry. The operation will be successful. Mr. Icahn has already made ample preparations. We have to believe in him and believe Mr. Wolseley can survive."

Yvette felt pain in her heart, but she couldn’t show it on her face. She suppressed her sadness and said, "Yes, he will be fine. Please take care of him in the future."

Frankie replied, "This is my job."

However, after he replied, Frankie felt that something was wrong again.

What does she mean by asking him to take care of Mr. Wolseley?

Where is Ms. Thiel going?

He couldn’t ask too many questions. After raising his eyes, he saw Yvette’s expression. Everything was normal.

But he still felt strange because it was too normal.

"I need to go now, Frankie." After Yvette finished speaking, she fled.

She could not say anymore. Just by standing there, she felt that she was about to be drowned in sorrow.

The next day.

Seven o’clock.

Yvette boarded a plane to fly abroad.

Ayana and Marlon were with her.

Marlon saw that Yvette was looking out the window in the direction of New York. He thought for a moment and said, "Yvette, if you are worried, we can go back."

"No need."

After that, Yvette pulled up the blanket, closed her eyes, and began to sleep.

Marlon sighed. He could tell that Yvette did not want to leave.

Moreover, when she was in the hospital, Yvette had already recovered. She was unwilling to leave because she was worried about Lance.

But now, she insisted on leaving on the day of his surgery. He guessed that she was running away.

It was three o’clock in the morning.

Marlon received a call from New York.

Lance’s operation went well. Now, he just needed to have a rest. He was told that he would be able to get out of bed for a while after several months.

After all, he had suffered a very heavy gunshot wound in his chest. Although it did not hurt his vital parts, it still did some harm to his joints.

His knees were also crushed. After the operation was done, the doctor took out the fragments of bone and installed 3-D printed joint bones inside. It took a long time to adapt to it.

It would take at least half a year.

He couldn’t recover overnight.

Marlon told Yvette this good news. She was stunned for a moment, then said faintly, "It’s pretty good."

Then, she returned to her room.

After returning to her room, she closed the door and sat by the bed. She put her palms together and prayed, "Thank you, God, thank you for hearing my call."

...

A month later.

A high-level ward in New York.

Lance was wearing a khaki hospital gown. People could see how handsome he used to it on his gaunt face.

There was a knock on the door.

He said expressionlessly, "Come in."

A nurse called Della Hicks wheeled a trolley in. It was his infusion. When she looked at Lance’s handsome face, her pretty face was flushed.

Upon closer inspection, Della wore light makeup, which was not easy to spot.

And she was in a white nurse skirt. She looked cute and sexy.

However, Lance’s eyes did not fall on her, nor did he care who came in to give him a drip.

"Sir, please give me your left hand," Della said in a delicate voice.

Lance did as he was asked. Della’s heart pounded rapidly.

Lance’s hand was thin and strong. His joints were distinct, slender and fair. It was just like his stunning face, beautiful and charming.

She reached out to grab Lance’s hand. Just as her fingertips were about to touch it, Lance suddenly withdrew his hand.

Della’s hand froze in the air, and she was stunned.

She did not understand why Lance stopped. She asked in a delicate voice, "Sir?"

"Where are the gloves?" Lance asked with a frown.

The nurse suddenly realized that this man had mysophobia and did not like to be touched by others.

Before she came, Della was warned a thousand times that she had to wear sterile gloves before giving him a drip.

"I’m sorry, sir."

Della apologized repeatedly and then picked up the gloves on the trolly. "I’ll put it on right now."

Lance doubted the professional ability of the nurse, but it was just a drip. She was not going to take care of him for a long time.

Therefore, he did not make things difficult for the nurse.

After Della put on the gloves, she took Lance’s hand and gently wiped and cleaned it.

Although she was wearing gloves and she couldn’t feel his skin, Della’s heart was about to jump out of her throat just by holding it.

It was known in the entire hospital that a handsome man was now in the VIP ward.

However, Lance liked to be quiet and did not like women to touch him. So, It was male doctors who examined him. He asked for male nurses even if it was just a drip.

This week, the male nurse asked for leave. The head nurse was afraid that the young nurses would have evil thoughts about Lance, so she asked the nurses in the VIP wards to treat him in turn.

However, the first nurse saw that Lance was handsome, so she crossed the line by leaving him a love note.

Lance then gave the note to the head nurse. The head nurse scolded her and asked her to go to the ordinary wards.

In the following days, the nurses did not dare to make any trouble. After giving Lance the drip, they left.

When Della saw Lance that day, her heart had long been floating in the clouds. She had long forgotten the punishment that her colleague had received.

She thought that if she got caught, she would be sent to the ordinary wards to take care of some old people.

It was no big deal. After all, she was smart and knew how to please others. She believed that she would be back at the VIP wards soon.

In this way, she would not lose anything.

Moreover, none of the nurses in the VIP wards was as beautiful as her. They failed because they were not pretty enough.

Men were visual animals. When they saw a hot nurse with a pretty face, they would lose control of themselves.

Especially in a place like a hospital, as long as she seduced a little, men would not be able to resist.

A colleague of hers had seduced an old man who was over fifty years old, and she made it.

One night patrol, Della had seen them having sex in the ward with her own eyes.

When the old man was discharged, he asked the nurse to quit her job and kept her as a mistress.

Later, her colleague managed to make the old man divorce his ex-wife, and she became his wife now. She had been living a luxurious life ever since. Della was so jealous.

She is not as pretty as me. Why is she able to marry a rich old man?

However, she aimed higher than her colleague.

She did not like old men, and she had to take care of them, which was tiring.

Her target group was handsome young men.

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