Secretary's Secret Lover
Chapter 573 A Hundred Days Old

Chapter 573: Chapter 573 A Hundred Days Old

It was obvious that this was a man’s coat.

And when Lance was in the park, he saw Stephen wearing it.

Immediately, Lance’s expression turned ugly.

Yvette came out in a hurry last night and wore very few clothes. When she was waiting, Stephen gave her a coat.

Later, Ayana brought her thicker clothes. However, when Yvette came over, she chose to wear Stephen’s coat.

She looked at Lance and said softly, "How do you feel?"

Although Lance looked tired, he forced himself to brace up. "I’m fine."

Yvette’s eyes were a little red. She sniffed and said softly, "How could it be possible?"

Lance saw her red eyes and felt distressed. He raised his hand involuntarily, but he stopped when it was only a fist away from the bed.

It was as if there were invisible moral principles restraining him.

He could ignore his own reputation, but Yvette might live in Iceland for a long time in the future. He could not ignore it.

"I’m sorry. Did I scare you?" he apologized to her.

"No, I’m not that timid," Yvette sobbed.

His knees were injured because of her.

If Lance had not insisted on dealing with Rod, who threatened Yvette, before he died, he wouldn’t have suffered such a heavy injury.

"What about you? How are you and the babies?" Lance looked at her belly, his eyes barely focused.

They hadn’t chatted in such a gentle manner for a long time.

Yvette swallowed her bitterness and said, "Very good. It’s very good. It won’t kick me all the time."

"Kick you? Do the babies know how to kick?" Lance asked with interest.

When Yvette first got pregnant, he did not stay by her side or know that the babies could move.

"Yes, and they are very naughty sometimes," Yvette said. Suddenly, her belly popped up.

"Are the babies kicking you?" Lance asked.

"Yes."

Yvette looked at his shining eyes and asked softly, "Do you want to touch my belly?"

"Can I?" Lance’s eyes lit up.

"Yes. You are the children’s father. Of course, you can," Yvette said.

When Lance heard this, he did not feel the joy he had imagined. Instead, he had a feeling that Yvette was going to get further away from him.

She brought up the matter of the children so calmly, which meant that she had already made a decision.

His pretty eyes gradually dimmed, but he uncontrollably reached out to touch Yvette’s belly gently.

The little fellows gave him a kick.

Lance was surprised.

This was the first time he felt the wonder of life.

It was really amazing.

His and Yvette’s bloodlines would continue to exist in this small belly.

"Yvette, let me stay. I want to see the children’s birth with my own eyes."

He pleaded in a low voice, "I won’t disturb you. Don’t ask me to leave."

Yvette gently closed her eyes, feeling unspeakably sad.

She couldn’t let him stay when she knew that Lance had the risk of undergoing an amputation.

He was in his prime, and he had a great future waiting for him.

She looked at him and said, "Lance, you are the children’s dad. This is an undeniable fact, but..."

Lance knew that her following words would be hurtful, yet he had to listen.

Yvette said, "I am married. I have my own life. If you stay here, it will cause misunderstandings between Stephen and me. I don’t want Stephen to misunderstand."

Yvette gathered the coat with one hand as if she wanted to warm herself up.

The way she mentioned Stephen was more intimate.

It was just like how she used to call Lance softly with a smile.

Yvette was telling Lance that everything had changed and that they could no longer go back to the past.

Yvette said, "In the past, when I was with you, I felt that it was impossible for people to experience so many things in their lives. Since we are not suitable for each other, splitting up was the right choice. Now, I just want to live a simple life with Stephen. Do you understand?"

Lance pursed his thin lips, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Yvette knew that he had already understood her words.

It should not take long for him to come around.

"I hope you can understand."

She stood up and looked out the window at the shining sun. She lowered her eyes and said, "I will invite you when the babies are a hundred days old.

"Lance, you should go back to New York for treatment. The climate there is better for you."

After saying this, Yvette raised her foot and walked out.

"Yvette, don’t go."

Lance called out to her from behind, his eyes filled with darkness.

He said in a low, tired voice, "I’m begging you. I really won’t do anything. I just want to watch the children be born. When Belle was born, I was not there. This time, I really don’t want to miss it again."

The proud man put aside his self-esteem and begged her again.

Yvette stopped in her tracks, but she did not say anything.

Marvin’s words were still lingering in her brain.

"Some people underwent amputation surgery in this situation."

Lance could not amputate.

If such a proud person was amputated, he would be ruined.

She closed her eyes and said, "Lance, we are done, but you are the children’s father. I will let you see them in the future. But if you do something irrational again, I will not let you see the children. Obviously, they need a father with stable emotions."

These words were very fatal. Lance instantly shut his mouth.

The children were his biggest weakness. If he could not even see the children, there was no meaning for him to live.

"Yvette, are you really going to do this?"

Lance had never been a good-tempered person, but he had always given in to Yvette.

He said, "You said that after we got out, our family would live together happily, but you married someone else. You lied to me!"

Lance clearly remembered that in the banquet hall, Yvette had said that when she supported him.

She broke her promise.

Also, he had seen the surveillance footage. Yvette, a heartless woman in everyone’s eyes, avoided others and went to his sick room to take a look every night.

She didn’t go in and just stood outside.

Yvette’s shrunken shoulders and her actions of raising her hand to wipe away her tears were very pitiful.

Wasn’t this evidence of love?

Lance didn’t understand why Yvette had pushed him into the abyss of desperation after giving him hope.

"Yvette, you know that I love you, and that’s why you are so cruel to me. You are only cruel to me. It’s really unfair," Lance said in despair.

Yvette was a little flustered. She did not even know how to answer.

She knew it was not that she did not love him. She just did not dare to love him.

The price of love was huge. She could not afford it.

The door was pushed open at a timely moment.

"Are you done talking?" Stephen asked with a gentle expression.

Lance was stunned. It turned out that Stephen had been waiting outside the door.

He thought, so Yvette came to talk to me because she had discussed this with Stephen?

Lance could not accept it.

In fact, the truth was right in front of him, but he just could not accept it.

Stephen held Yvette’s hands and looked at Lance. "Mr. Wolseley, it’s better for you to go back to New York for treatment. When the children are a hundred days old, we will invite you to come."

Compared to Stephen’s generosity, Lance’s selfishness and insistence just now had become very degrading.

At this moment, Lance seemed to have become a shameless man, wanting to interfere in another couple’s marriage.

He clenched his fists, and his body became stiff.

Stephen looked at him calmly, not caring about Lance’s lack of response and politeness.

Stephen lowered his head and said to Yvette softly, "Let’s go home."

Yvette nodded. "OK."

It was a simple word, but Lance could hear the sense of dependence.

Yvette was very dependent on Stephen. They looked just like other affectionate couples.

Stephen interlocked his fingers with Yvette’s, and the two walked out hand in hand.

For a moment, Lance actually wanted to get out of bed and chase after them to break them up.

Yvette had clearly said that she would be with him.

Yet now, she did not hesitate to hold another man’s hand and leave calmly.

Lance wanted to get up, but he found that his stiff legs had already lost consciousness.

Right now, he couldn’t even catch up with them.

"Bang!"

The lamp at the head of the bed was thrown onto the ground.

The loud noise came into Yvette’s ears.

She knew that her relationship with Lance had really reached an end.

Yvette wanted to be braver, but the price of bravery was often something that ordinary people could not bear.

She was just an ordinary person.

Sometimes, people had to submit to their fate.

The dangers lurking around them did not disappear with Juliette’s death. Instead, they continued to grow crazily in the dark.

Yvette needed to plan for the worst. If she really could not escape, the children would at least have a father.

Parents were always irreplaceable roles.

At the very least, one of them could be left alive.

If they were destined to be separated, Lance’s peaceful and healthy life would be Yvette’s greatest wish.

As they walked, Yvette did not even know that tears were streaming down her face.

Stephen stopped in front of the car and pressed Yvette’s shoulder to let her lean into his embrace.

"If you want to cry, just cry like this." He looked down at her hair. "No one will see it."

Yvette’s shoulders twitched. Finally, she burst into tears secretly.

Stephen felt sorry for her. He stroked her hair and said gently, "Why are you so strong? You don’t need to go to the battlefield."

He had always been mature and gentle, and he rarely said such teasing words.

After Yvette heard this, her mood unexpectedly became a little better.

Stephen sighed and said, "Don’t worry. I will pay attention to his treatment for you."

He felt that he was a failure and was not as brave as Lance.

At least Lance dared to chase his love bravely, but Stephen did not dare to say anything.

Stephen was afraid that the moment he said it, the situation would be even worse.

Yvette’s tears wetted his sweater. She was embarrassed. "I’ll get Ayana to buy a new one for you after I go back."

Stephen thought that if she bought it personally, he would take it.

He smiled, "No need. It’s not that fragile."

"Let’s go home." He opened the car door and let Yvette get in.

After the car drove away, the straight figure in front of the ward window was still standing there.

Lance looked at them laughing and hugging. His heart felt as if it had been stabbed with a knife and was bleeding profusely.

Holding Yvette’s hand, hugging her, and coaxing her was what Lance should have done.

Stephen had completely replaced him.

Completely.

...

Lance flew away the next day.

Going back to New York for the operation at this time meant he would definitely miss Yvette’s delivery.

Lance did not want to miss it, but Yvette did not give him the chance. She was ruthless.

She used the facts to tell him that she really wanted to live happily with another man.

Lance couldn’t stand it, and he couldn’t calmly watch their loving actions.

If this continued, he didn’t even know what he would do.

He would go mad or become even humbler.

Lance’s upbringing and self-esteem did not allow him to be so abject again.

He would rather go back to New York and give Yvette the peace she wanted.

...

Yvette didn’t seem to care much about it after knowing that Lance had left.

She still went out for a walk every two days.

Stephen always accompanied her.

When it was time for dinner, the dishes on the table were all made according to Yvette’s preferences.

However, she was not in high spirits as she forked the food.

"Are you having dinner?" Stephen asked as he walked in.

Yvette looked up at him and was a little confused. "Stephen, why are you here?"

The servant took the coat from Stephen and hung it up.

Stephen said, "I came to have dinner with you."

Recently, Stephen had been busy with some formal procedures. He used the excuse of taking Yvette to another country to settle the children.

The Parker family had this rule. Once they got married, they could move out. However, very few people in the Parker family chose to leave Iceland.

The Parker family had power and many opportunities here. It was not difficult for them to do anything.

Whoever wanted to leave would be asking for trouble.

However, Stephen’s thoughts were different. Deep down in his bones, he was different from these people.

The Parker family was sinister, cunning, and aggressive. At the beginning of the Parker family’s establishment, they got more than half of their property by plundering.

The first generation of the Parker family were bandits who committed all kinds of crimes. After many years, they slowly packaged themselves as rich and well-educated people.

However, the Parker family was still unscrupulous. In the face of benefits, they could do anything.

Stephen could not do such dirty things.

Leaving the Parker family was his wish for many years, and it was also his mother’s wish.

Stephen’s mother was from a family of scholars and was forced to marry Kade. After giving birth, because she did not stand out among many wives, Kade naturally threw her to the back of his mind.

Stephen’s mother was depressed, and finally, when Stephen was eight years old, she hung herself with a silk scarf.

Before she died, she said to Stephen, "Stephen, my only wish in my life is to leave the Parker family. I will soon realize it. Don’t hate me. If you are unhappy in the Parker family, leave here bravely when you grow up. I will bless you."

The next day, Stephen found out that his mother had hung herself to commit suicide to leave this family.

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