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.]

Thank G*d that

I might wash up and hit the sack

Half an hour passed.

room, the camera suddenly made a slight

up and got out of bed,

quietly, looking

through the delicate black eyebrows, slightly closed eyes, and finally stayed on her full

kiss today, her softness and sweetness,

breath between his lips and teeth

leaned over to carry her

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

foot away from her, Ziana who had

“Boris?”

froze, “You’re

drowsy

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

dark eyes.

yellow, casting a gentle and warm radiance

for no reason, and

up at him, “I lost.

she was so serious, Boris couldn’t help but

that bet seriously

with it and he just

slowly squatted down and looked

a

in

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

up, “Don’t touch me, I won’t

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

the ground tonight.”

not go,”

for a while, and he thought

proposal to remarry her was not formal enough and the occasion was

that the reason she rejected him last time was that she was mad at him and

others another chance if he

child and he didn’t mind giving

of night, it was

her while thinking about it, “Okay, then let’s

this, Ziana was

first time they spoke to each

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