All Chapters of The Double Life of My Hot Secretary: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Hazel was still shaking in my arms when I pulled out of her. Her legs buckled hard and she would have dropped straight to the floor if I hadn’t caught her. I wrapped both arms around her waist and held her up tight against my chest, one hand sliding up to cradle the back of her head. She gasped for air, her orehead pressed to my collarbone, hot little puffs hitting my skin. “Breathe, baby,” I said quietly, “I got you, just lean on me.” She didn’t answer at first. Her fingers clutched my shirt like she was scared she’d fall anyway. I could feel every tremor running through her, every shaky inhale. I stayed right there, holding all her weight, rocking us the tiniest bit so she could catch her breath. “You good?” I murmured against her hair, “talk to me.” She let out a broken little laugh that sounded more like a sob. She stayed there another minute, breathing slower now, her face still tucked into my neck. I kept my arms locked around her, one hand in her

I freaked out the second his hand clamped down on my shoulder. My eyes went wide and I shoved at his chest hard, heart slamming against my ribs. “Gal, what the fuck? Get off me right now!” He pulled back fast like I burned him, both hands up in the air, “sorry, I’m so sorry, Hazel. I didn’t mean to do that. I just… I lost it for a second.” I raked my fingers through my hair and stepped sideways along the wall, putting space between us. “Yeah, well that was way too much. I think I’ll just get a cab instead.” He shook his head quick and reached for the car door again. “No, let me take you. It’s late. I’ll drive you straight home.” I crossed my arms tight over my chest, still hugging his jacket even though I wanted to throw it at him. “No. I insist. Really. I need some air and some space.” He rubbed the back of his neck, shoulders slumping a little. “Sure. Look, I didn’t mean to ruin the night. I just got a little bit frustrated. But yeah, take your time, whatever you need

Alan pov I stood there in the fitting room trying to process what the fuck Sasha had just said. I came to this mall to see her in the first place but I never expected her to pop up right here with a kid calling me dad. My brain felt like it was short-circuiting. Hazel moved again, grabbing the door handle like she was done with all of this. I stepped forward fast wanting to go after her but Sasha got right in my way, hand flat on my chest. “Whoa, where are you going?” she asked, tilting her head. “Let’s go to my office to talk,” she said before I could answer. “You don’t seem very happy to see me but you called me.” I looked between the little boy still hiding behind her legs and then back at her. I furrowed my eyebrows hard, raked my fingers through my hair, and let out a slow breath. “Fine, lead the way.” She smiled like she won something and started walking. I followed her down the hallway, glancing over my shoulder once but Hazel was already gone. Sasha pus

Alice rushed over with her forehead wrinkled in worry, grabbing my arm the second she saw me. “Hazel, what’s wrong? You look like you’re about to pass out.” I forced a smile and raked my fingers through my hair, trying to play it cool even though the cramp was still twisting in my stomach, “I’m fine, I just need to go to the bathroom real quick.” I pulled away from her and headed straight for the restroom, leaning against the sink the second the door shut behind me. My period was not supposed to come for three more days. I had no idea why it was happening now. I got the worst type of cramps, the ones that make you feel like you’re gonna throw up if you don’t get meds fast. I gripped the edge of the sink and took a deep breath. I have to get out of here and grab my medication before this gets any worse. I splashed water on my face, and walked back out. Alice was waiting right by the door, arms crossed. “You sure you’re okay?” she asked, stepping in front of me, “you

I leaned against the wall, arms crossed tight, while I stared at Alan. “You can’t just drop a bombshell like that and expect me not to think things over. I need time to myself, okay? I want you out of my room.” He stood there, still sitting on the edge of my bed, and looked up at me with those tired eyes. “Hazel...” “I can’t forget it,” I cut in, pacing two steps and leaning my hip against my dresser. “You could have literally told me all of this the first time and I would have fucking believed you. You didn’t have to tie me up like a criminal. I’m still traumatized by it. No one has ever treated me like a piece of shit the way you did.” Alan stood up slow and reached for my hands. I tried to pull away but he held on gently, thumbs brushing over my knuckles. “I don’t know how to love anybody, okay?” he said, voice rough. “I’ve never felt loved by anyone. And I haven’t given anyone my love ever since. It feels like I can’t. I thought that was the best way to go about it, but th