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 don’t

wash up

Half an hour passed.

room, the camera suddenly made a

the bedside lamp, got up

quietly, looking down

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

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

tensed up, feeling the breath between his

leaned over to carry her to

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

her, Ziana who had

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re

Her drowsy look indicated that she

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

dark eyes.

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

reason, and even his

then looked up at him, “I lost. I should

was so serious,

that bet seriously at

and

squatted down

a little fluffy from

raised her eyebrows in confusion, “What are

to bed,” Just as Boris’ hand touched

up, “Don’t touch

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

the ground tonight.”

will not go,” She was

at her for a while, and he thought he

her was not formal enough and

He guessed that the reason she rejected him last time

wouldn’t give others another chance if he was

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

night, it was better for them

while thinking about it, “Okay, then let’s have a

Ziana was all

the first time they spoke to each other calmly

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