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

I might wash up

Half an hour passed.

the camera

on the bedside lamp, got up and got out of bed, and walked

quietly, looking down at her

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

kiss today, her softness and sweetness, and

the breath between his lips

licked his lips and leaned over to carry her to the

planned to remarry her. He

her, Ziana who had fallen

“Boris?”

“You’re still

eyes and sat up. Her drowsy look indicated

her

dark eyes.

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

and even his voice became gentle, “Go to

up at him, “I lost.

was so serious, Boris couldn’t help

that

with it and he just wanted

of this, he slowly squatted down and

hair was a little

in confusion, “What

as Boris’ hand touched her arm, he

cleared up, “Don’t touch me, I

not up to you. You will suffer when you

the ground tonight.”

not go,”

while, and

proposal to remarry her was not

him last time was that she was mad at him and

if he was

birth to their child and he didn’t mind giving

was better for them

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

was

was the first time they spoke to each other calmly

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