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.]

for too much. Thank G*d that

might wash up and hit the sack as well. Have a

Half an hour passed.

quiet room, the camera suddenly made a

bedside lamp, got up and got out of bed, and

quietly, looking

started from her smooth forehead, passed through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and

help but think of that kiss today,

tensed up, feeling the breath between

leaned over

remarry her. He wouldn’t let her sleep on

from her, Ziana

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re

up. Her drowsy look indicated that

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

dark eyes.

the bedroom was dim yellow, casting a gentle and warm radiance

Boris calmed down for no reason, and even

looked up at him, “I lost. I should sleep on

serious, Boris couldn’t help but

take that bet seriously

on playing with it and he

squatted down and looked at

a little fluffy

in confusion, “What are you

bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched

eyes gradually cleared up, “Don’t touch

imperiously, “It’s not up to you. You will suffer when

the ground tonight.”

will not go,” She

her for a while, and he thought he

proposal to remarry her was

guessed that the reason she rejected him last time was

if he was rejected by other

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

was better for them to have

floor opposite her while thinking about it,

was all in

honest, this was the first time they spoke to each other calmly since they had known

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