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.]

too much. Thank G*d that they don’t

lights are off. I might wash up and

Half an hour passed.

the camera

bedside lamp, got up and got out

quietly, looking

through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly closed

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

the breath between his

over

he planned to remarry her. He wouldn’t let her sleep on the ground

still half a foot away from her, Ziana who had fallen

“Boris?”

“You’re still

opened her eyes and sat up. Her drowsy look indicated that she

was tiredness on her delicate

dark eyes.

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

no reason, and even his voice became gentle,

up at him, “I lost. I

was so serious, Boris couldn’t help

take that bet seriously

on playing with it and he just wanted

he slowly squatted

was a

eyebrows in

touched her arm, he was pushed away

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

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

the ground tonight.”

go,” She was

while, and

to remarry her was not formal enough and the occasion was

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

wouldn’t give others another chance if he was rejected by other

their child and he didn’t mind giving her

the dead of night, it was better for them to

sat on the floor opposite her while thinking

was all

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

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