Secretary's Secret Lover -
Chapter 593 Are You in Pain?
Chapter 593: Chapter 593 Are You in Pain?
Yvette took a car to the outside of the Assembly Hall.
Frankie had got the news and waited outside in advance.
As soon as they met, Yvette got straight to the point and said, "Frankie, we have known each other for many years. Can I hear the truth from you?"
Frankie was stunned. He thought Yvette had found out that Mr. Worsley had given a lot of blood.
He was a little hesitant. Last time, because of his officiousness, he had been sent to Tania by Mr. Worsley for nearly half a year to take charge of the mine there.
Although he got the same salary, he didn’t want to go there anymore because he missed his compatriots.
Most importantly, he was very popular among the women there. Many of them sneaked into his tent and tried to spend the night with him.
He was so frightened that he hastily built a brick house to prevent the women from sneaking into his tent.
He preferred his compatriots because they spoke the same language.
Thinking of those painful days, Frankie frowned and said, "Ms. Thiel, what can I help you?"
"I want to know what’s going on with Mr. Wolseley’s leg."
Hearing that, Frankie was stunned for a few seconds.
Ms. Thiel was asking about Mr. Wolseley’s leg, ss she must not know why Mr. Wolseley had hurt his leg.
Well... I could answer this question.
Frankie’s face was full of pain, "The experts from the Iceland said... Mr. Worsley’s leg can’t be cured. He won’t be able to leave his crutches and wheelchair for the rest of his life."
"Really?" Yvette repeated with a look of surprise on her face.
Frankie nodded.
Yvette didn’t understand. How could it be?
I thought he’d be fine with surgery on his legs.
Moreover, before giving birth, she saw that he could walk.
She held Frankie’s arm tightly and said incoherently and excitedly, "That night, I mean the night when you just arrived and came to see Marlon, he could still walk."
Yvette remembered clearly that he had been standing for a while that night.
He didn’t stand with a crutch.
Frankie knew that Yvette was talking about that night. He explained, "Mr. Wolseley’s crutch was stained with oil that night. I went and found a new one for him. Without a crutch, he could stand for a while, but he couldn’t walk."
Yvette also remembered that after that night, when she saw him again, he walked with a crutch.
After hearing this, Yvette felt very frustrated.
How could it be?
Lance would never be able to walk without the crutch for the rest of his life...
She didn’t know how she got in. In a trance, she seemed to have arrived at the man’s office in the blink of an eye.
She didn’t even know if she had knocked on the door or not, or if she had pushed the door open and come in.
The man was lying on the ground. It seemed that the documents on the table were scattered. He wanted to pick them up, but he accidentally fell down.
Next to his office chair was a special black wheelchair.
In an instant, Yvette felt extremely sorry for him.
Yvette felt as though she had turned into a stone, or a hard wooden carving. She could not move.
The man looked up at her, his dark eyes calm.
However, Yvette could no longer control her emotions. She quickly ran over and reached out to help him.
Before she could touch him, the man withdrew his arm and whispered, "I can do it myself."
Yvette stopped, and her face was sad.
Lance lowered his eyes slightly, with his elbow against the ground. Then he reached for the leg of the chair with his other hand, and with that support he stood up and sat down in the chair.
He was very familiar with this. It was obvious that he had done this many times.
Although he moved very quickly, Yvette still saw that one of his legs was hanging down. It was obvious.
All of a sudden, Yvette choked and didn’t know what to say.
Looking at her expression, Lance frowned and said, "Did Frankie tell you something he shouldn’t have?"
When Yvette heard this, she shook her head in a daze, "No, he didn’t say anything. I can see..."
Lance didn’t believe in her words. Recently, Frankie had been more and more cunning.
Although he said that he had understood, in fact, he still went his own way.
Judging from Yvette’s expression, Lance knew that Frankie must be making things up again.
It seems he had not learned from his experience in Tania. He will send him there later.
Since Yvette didn’t want to admit that she had heard from Frankie, Lance didn’t want to reveal her. He just said lightly, "I am fine. My legs are not as serious as they look."
When Yvette heard this, she felt that the man was trying to cover it up calmly.
She suddenly hated herself. It must have taken him a long time to accept the fact that he couldn’t move.
The man who had always been so excellent and proud had to accept the fact that he had become a cripple.
The process of breaking down and rebuilding his self-esteem is the most difficult...
And he had endured all these moments alone.
She remembered that this man had been healing alone when she had avoided him and pushed him away for the so-called bad luck.
Yvette felt unspeakable grief.
She suddenly hugged him desperately, and tears welled up in her eyes. She asked him in a low voice, "Lance... are you in pain?"
Only the two of them could understand that she was asking about his feelings, not his physical condition.
Lance had suffered physical pain ten or even a thousand times worse than this.
However, she experienced the pain in her heart herself, and it was really hard to overcome...
Lance looked down at her and comforted her in a low voice, "No, I’m not in pain anymore."
However, the more the man said, the more Yvette felt sad and painful.
Her heart seemed to have been torn apart by someone.
She always thought that Lance was an eligible man who would be the envy of all, but she did not expect that one day he would be lame...
She hugged him tightly with an unprecedented strength.
At this moment, she realized that she really loved him very much.
Her previous attempts to leave him had easily failed.
Whenever she thought that he was going to face other people’s questioning eyes alone, her heart ached.
She pressed her head against the man’s chest and cried out of breath. She wanted to tell him now.
She was still in love with him.
"Lance..."
She choked with sobs.
At this time, someone knocked on the door of the conference room.
She didn’t close the door tightly when she came in, so the door opened with a gentle knock.
It was Talia Blakey, the secretary of the Assembly Hall. She said, "Mr. Wolseley, the meeting is..."
The scene in front of her made her shut up.
Was the person in front of her still the unsmiling man with a cold face?
He looked at her with a look of deep affection, as if he was doting on her.
It turned out that this man was not as restrained as he looked.
Talia stood at the door. The meeting was about to begin, and she didn’t know whether to go in or leave.
When Yvette heard this, she did not dare to raise her head.
She trembled slightly, and she realized that it was too embarrassing.
Lance frowned slightly and looked at the person outside the door. His eyes were cold as he said, "I’ll be there on time."
Talia left as soon as she heard that, not forgetting to close the door.
When Yvette was about to leave the man, he grabbed her by the waist.
"Aren’t you... going to a meeting?" Yvette asked nervously.
Lance said, "It doesn’t matter."
There were still tears at the corners of Yvette’s eyes. She looked at him, her face a little red. She had been interrupted just now, and she became hesitant when she spoke.
"You’d better go to the meeting first. We can talk about it later."
However, Lance didn’t let go of her. He tightened his grip on her waist and asked, "Yvette, are you pitying me?"
Yvette could say nothing.
Such a question was like a sudden soul attack.
Am I pitying him?
Is that really the case?
After a long while, the man didn’t get her answer, and and he gloomed.
"I don’t need your pity," said Lance.
He didn’t want her to be trapped in her kindness. Touching was not the same as loving, and she would not love him forever because of such a little compassion and touch.
If she loved him just because of her pity, he would rather suffer for the rest of his life and give her freedom.
He put her down resolutely with his palm. After making sure that she was standing steadily, he said, "You may leave now."
Then, he turned on the switch and steadily moved away in from her in the wheelchair.
Yvette had been standing there. After thinking for a long time, she couldn’t figure out why she didn’t say anything just now. She was not pitying him.
Although she knew clearly in her heart that she was not pitying him, she just couldn’t say it.
She just could not tell him that she loved him.
When it came to love, she became unsure of herself again.
She felt that her mental block seemed to have appeared again.
Yvette squatted down and hugged her arms. She trembled for a while, and she still couldn’t stop.
She called a psychologist who was far away in Luxembourg.
"May, I’m so scared, I seem to... fall into that strange circle again."
After hearing her words, May said gently, "Do you still remember how well he treated you?"
With May’s reminder, Yvette remembered those love stories in the the past.
May’s voice had been gentle and calm. She retold the warm stories that Yvette had once told her, warming Yvette’s heart.
It turned out that they had so many sweet moments.
May was right.
They had experienced so many ups and downs. How could they completely deny everything just because of those misunderstandings?
May told her, "Based on your words, I believe Mr. Worsley still loves you. But he doesn’t want to make you regret it or make you unhappy in the future, so he’s asking you this question. If you have the answer, just tell him you love him, not pity him, and give him enough security."
"Yvette, do you remember what I have told you?"
"Love can heal everything. You will get better, and so will he."
May’s calm and gentle voice gave Yvette strength.
Yvette hung up the phone and said firmly, "I see. Thank you, May."
Many memories of Lance and her flashed in her mind, memories of their warm and peaceful daily lives. They woke up early to watch the sunrise and hugged each other as they waited for the sunset.
It was warm and beautiful.
Every time she was in danger, Lance would appear. Because of her, he had suffered so many injuries, and left many scars on his body.
He had proved his love for her with practice. She should not have hesitated.
Yvette finally understood what she thought about him.
She was not pitying him. Definitely not.
She wanted to be with him because...
She loved him!
Those sleepless nights and endless nightmares were telling her.
She didn’t want to lose him, nor could she bear the pain of losing him.
She loved him, and their family should stay together and never separate again.
Yvette was waiting for Lance in the office. She wanted to tell him what she was thinking, her true feelings.
But he didn’t come back until it was dark.
Yvette wrapped herself in the chair that the man had sat on. He might use the dark blanket next to her to cover his legs.
She took it and covered herself with it. The unique and pleasant smell of Lance surrounded her.
Yvette was immersed in the charming smell and slowly fell asleep.
...
After the meeting, Lance didn’t return to his office.
But he still asked the secretary, "Is she still in my office?"
Talia said, "There’s no one in your office."
Lance’s expression darkened.
She left.
Yvette was very kind. However, he did not want to make use of her kindness to achieve his extravagant hope.
Short-term pain was better than long-term pain. If she left him after a short period of companionship, he would be even more heartbroken.
His insistence would make both of them suffer.
He would rather suffer himself.
...
When Yvette woke up in the office, she felt very cold.
After nightfall, the weather in the Iceland was extremely cold.
Without underground heating, even if she was young and healthy, she could get a bad cold.
She sneezed.
As soon as she stood up, she couldn’t help sneezing.
She was so cold that she could hardly stand.
It was pitch-black all around.
She wrapped herself tightly in the blanket and fumbled for the light switch. She finally found it, she tried to turn it on, but she found that it did not work.
She remembered that Marlon had said that the Iceland had been implemented the electricity saving policy because of energy issues.
In the Assembly Hall where no one stayed after work, the security guard would turn off the power and all the equipment.
Yvette hurried back to her desk to look for her mobile phone, but it was dark all around. After searching for a long time, she did not find her phone.
There was a fixed line on the table.
Yvette got up and picked it up, but the line went dead.
After the power was cut off, the network was cut off, so the line went dead.
Yvette put down the receiver in disappointment. Now, her only hope was her phone.
She continued to lie on the ground and kept fumbling. Although the ground was carpeted, it was still very cold.
It was so cold that she could not help trembling.
After fumbling for a long time, Yvette finally found her phone.
She took the phone excitedly and found that it was out of battery.
The temperature was getting colder and colder. The thermometer on the wall showed that the temperature in the room was actually 0.4 ℉.
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