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.]

too much. Thank G*d that

lights are off. I might wash up and hit the sack as

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly made a slight

turned on the bedside lamp, got up and got out

quietly, looking down at

black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and finally stayed on

think of that kiss today, her softness and sweetness, and

the breath between his lips and

and leaned over to carry her

was his wife before and he planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t let her sleep on the ground

away from her, Ziana who

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re

sat up. Her drowsy look indicated that she was awakened, “What’s the

was tiredness on her delicate face, and her drooping eyelids covered half of

dark eyes.

was dim yellow, casting a gentle and

and even his voice became gentle, “Go

then looked up at him, “I

she was so serious, Boris

didn’t take that bet seriously

with it and he just

he slowly squatted

a little fluffy

in

to bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he was

“Don’t touch me, I won’t

and said imperiously, “It’s not up to you. You will suffer when you wake up tomorrow

the ground tonight.”

go,” She was

while, and he thought he understood

proposal to remarry her was not formal enough and the

him last time was that she was mad

give others another chance if he

Ziana gave birth to their child and he didn’t mind giving her

was better for them

while thinking about it, “Okay, then

Ziana was all in

the first time they spoke to each other calmly

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