Secretary’s Secret Lover by Zayla Quinn

Chapter 250 Take You Home

As she spoke, she took advantage of the fact that the other party was not paying attention to her and

ran into the subway station.

Since there were so many people in the station, it was impossible for them to come up and catch her.

After getting on the subway, Yvette still couldn't stop her heart from beating non-stop.

Charlie was so paranoid that she was afraid.

The subway quickly arrived at the station.

Yvette walked out of the station with the crowd. After coming out, she followed the person in front of

her.

The subway station was very close to her community, less than 1 mile.

When she was about to reach the gate of the community, the person in front of her turned away and

disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Yvette suddenly felt very uneasy and quickened her pace in the direction of the community.

Behind her, there were rustling footsteps.

She quietly clenched the anti-attack spray in her bag. Those footsteps suddenly accelerated. When the

sound got closer, Yvette raised the spray.

The person who passed her looked at her like she was a lunatic.

It was just a passer-by.

Yvette felt a little relieved and put the spray back into her bag.

As soon as she moved, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Yve."

Yvette trembled and wanted to run, but she was forcefully hugged from behind.

"Yve, I don't want to hurt you. Be good and get in the car, okay?" The man's voice was gentle and

elegant.

Yvette was shocked. When she saw the security room close to her, she shouted, "Help!"

Her voice suddenly stopped.

She felt that a needle was touching her waist.

Charlie said in a gentle voice, nlf you want to run, I'm afraid the baby won't be able to survive."

The baby...

Charlie actually knew that she was pregnant.

"What exactly are you up to?" Yvette asked, trembling.

"I just want to talk to you."

Yvette said in horror, "I don't want to."

Charlie curled his lips. "Yve, I won't hurt you."

Yvette was forced to get into his car. She didn't dare to fight against Charlie, afraid that the baby would

be hurt.

Charlie suddenly leaned over from the driver's seat. Yvette covered her chest in fear and said warily,

"What do you want to do?" "Fasten your seat belt."

Charlie explained gently, bending his fingers and gently fastening her seat belt.

He started the car.

Yvette looked at the dark night and asked, "Where are you taking me?" ’We'll be there soon. If you're

tired, you can sleep for a while," Charlie said.

Yvette did not dare to sleep at all and forced herself to watch as the car sped through the darkness.

Gradually, the place around them became more and more desolate. They seemed to have arrived in

the suburbs.

The two sides of the road were pitch black, and there were no signs of things alive.

Yvette was always worried, and the car began to be jolted by the road. She felt uncomfortable and

wanted to retch.

She said with a pale face, "Can you stop the car? I'm not feeling well."

As if he didn't hear her, Charlie drove steadily.

Finally, he stopped at a dark and dilapidated place.

Yvette couldn't help vomiting when she got out of the car, yet she didn't eat much during dinner and

didn't vomit anything.

Charlie handed her the water, but Yvette didn't take it. She didn't dare to drink what he gave her.

In an instant, his warm face became a little gloomy, and his eyes became cold.

He pulled Yvette to the side of a house and asked, "Yve, do you still remember this place?"

Yvette shook her head.

A trace of sadness flashed through Charlie's eyes as he reminded her, "You once gave a boy a candy

here and talked to him. Do you still remember?"

Yvette was still confused.

She explained, "I couldn't remember everything that happened when I was a child."

When she was twelve, she fell on her head once and forgot many things.

"You forget?"

Charlie repeated, and the usual fake smile on his face disappeared.

He had endured the abuse of his insane mother from the moment he was born. His mother blamed him

for her not being able to be that man's wife.

She scolded him that he was born too late and was destined to be a shameful illegitimate child forever.

After she was suppressed by that family, she hid in the countryside and began to give up on herself.

She drank alcohol and took drugs. From time to time, she beat him and starved him for a few days.

Finally, one day, he became capable of resisting her, and he even watched her die without any sadness

or any emotions in his heart.

He thought that he would live a gloomy life like this.

Until he found her...

The little girl gave him a piece of candy at the darkest moment of his life.

But she actually said that she couldn't remember it.

Yvette looked at the man's gloomy face and guessed. "Is that boy you?

Then you think that girl is me, right?"

She had always felt that Charlie didn't love her, and there must be some special reason Charlie was

especially biased toward her.

"It was not that I thought it was you. It was you for sure," Charlie corrected her.

He was more and more certain that other than the pendant, her fragrance and her eyes were very

similar to the girl in his memory.

Yvette did not dare to refute him and said, "Then you shouldn't hurt me now. We are friends, aren't

we?"

Charlie's handsome face was gentle and calm under the moonlight. He looked at her and frowned

slightly. "Yve, why do you think so? Didn't I tell you that I won’t hurt you?"

Yvette asked tentatively, "Can you send me back home?” "Okay, I'll take you home," Charlie said

gently.

Yvette was very nervous and had no time to distinguish that what he said was "take", not "send back".

She got into the car obediently, putting on her seatbelt.

Looking at her obedient action, Charlie put on a big smile.

He leaned over and got closer to her. His eyes focused on her lips, and he said gently, "Yve, I like you

to be obedient."

Yvette felt goosebumps all over her body.

The man suddenly leaned closer. His breathing was a little unsteady, and his thin lips almost pressed

against hers.

Yvette became very alert, and she hid back, not daring to annoy him. She pretended to be shy and

said, "Let's go. Let's go home first."

Looking at her blushing little face, Charlie felt she was cute. He smiled and started the car.

They drove back to the highway, and Yvette heaved a sigh of relief.

However, the surroundings around them were getting more and more desolate. Yvette felt that they

seemed to be leaving New York.

"Charlie, this doesn't seem like a way back to the city. Did you drive the wrong way?" Yvette asked.

"It's the right way."

Charlie looked ahead and smiled, "This is the way I brought you home."

Yvette didn't reply.

She finally realized it. He had been saying that he would take her home instead of sending her back

home.

"Where are we going?"

Yvette tried her best to maintain her composure so that her voice did not tremble.

"Britain," Charlie answered.

In an instant, Yvette's face turned pale!