The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 137

Chapter 137 Ziana Rejected Him

Get Boris

“Turn off?” Mr. Zern was confused, “Why? Mr. Lewis, we promised the audience that we will broadcast live 24 hours a

day.”

Boris drew on his cigarette and puffed out a cloud of smoke slowly.

His dark eyes looked colder in the heavy smoke.

Mr. Zern was making a wild guess.

“Mr. Lewis, are you uncomfortable with the cameras when you take a shower? Don’t worry, there are no cameras in

the bathroom.”

Boris sneered and interrupted him, “Mr. Zern.”

“Yes?”

But Boris didn’t speak anymore. But his harsh tone gave Mr. Zern the willies.

Mr. Zern was weighing his words carefully, “Fine. Mr. Lewis. In half an hour, the camera will be in sleep mode.”

Boris hung up the phone, and saw the scarlet fire from the glass.

After finishing a cigarette, he went back to the room.

When he entered the door, he saw Ziana lying on the ground.

She seemed to be asleep.

Boris glanced at the camera in the room coldly and then went into the bathroom.

It only took ten minutes for him to take a shower.

When he came out wrapped in a bath towel, he lay down and turned off the lights as if he hadn’t seen Ziana.

Seeing this, netizens couldn’t help but comment.

[The chemistry just isn’t right. Neither of them pays attention to the other.]

[Yes, I agree with you. Ziana really doesn’t like Mr. Lewis. Though both of them are available and in the same room, they are indifferent to each other.]

much. Thank G*d that they

wash up and hit the

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly

on the bedside lamp, got up and got out of

stood quietly, looking down

through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and finally

couldn’t help but think of that kiss today, her softness

feeling the breath between his lips and teeth

over to

he planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t let her

when there was still half a foot away from her,

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re still

Her drowsy look

was tiredness on her delicate face, and her

dark eyes.

was dim yellow, casting a gentle and warm

for no reason, and even his voice became gentle, “Go

looked up at him,

she was so serious, Boris

didn’t take that bet seriously at

playing with it and he

of this, he slowly squatted

soft hair was a little fluffy

in confusion, “What

bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched her

gradually cleared up, “Don’t

not up to you. You will suffer when you wake up tomorrow

the ground tonight.”

will not go,” She was

and he thought he understood why she

his book, his proposal to remarry her was not formal

him last time was that she was mad at him and felt

chance if he was rejected by other

and

it was better for them to have a

on the floor opposite her while thinking about it, “Okay, then let’s have a

was all

the first time they spoke to each other calmly since they had known

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