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 they

up and hit the sack as well. Have a good

Half an hour passed.

the quiet room, the camera suddenly made a slight

lamp, got up and got

looking down at her

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

of that kiss today, her softness and sweetness, and

the breath between

lips and leaned over to carry her to

he planned to remarry

was still half a foot away from her, Ziana who had fallen asleep on the

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re still

Her drowsy look indicated that

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

dark eyes.

bedroom was dim yellow, casting a gentle

no reason, and even his

a while, then looked up at him, “I

so serious, Boris

that bet seriously

playing with it and he just

squatted down and

a

her eyebrows in confusion, “What

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

eyes gradually cleared up, “Don’t touch me, I won’t

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

the ground tonight.”

will not go,” She

while, and

his book, his proposal to remarry her was not

and talk it through. He guessed that the reason she rejected him

another chance if he was

to their child and

dead of night, it was better for them to have

on the floor opposite her while thinking about it, “Okay, then

was all in

was the first time they spoke to each other

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