Chapter 140 Let My Wife Pick Me up

Boris rubbed his temples and waved to Nell.

“Are you going home, Mr. Lewis?” Nell walked over.

“I’m drunk,” he said, looking at him.

Nell looked into his dark and deep eyes, and no matter how he looked, he didn’t seem drunk

But he still said, “Mr. Lewis, shall I take you home?”

“I’m drunk.” Boris repeated expressionlessly.

Nell’s mouth twitched. “Alright, Mr. Lewis, you’re drunk.”

Boris paused for a moment, “I want to go home.”

“Then let me take you.” Nell dutifully said because Boris is a bit drunk as his temper had become even stranger.

“Who asked you to take me?” Boris glared at him, “Call my wife and ask her to pick me up.”

His wife?

Nell was quite shocked.

He glanced suspiciously at Boris and cleared his throat, “Mr. Lewis, are you referring to Miss Scott?”

Boris tugged at his collar irritably. “Are you going to call or not?”

Nell didn’t quite understand what was going on today.

If he remembered correctly, when he went to pick up Mr. Lewis, he had that look of wanting to eat people, like he had just had an argument with Miss Scott.

Miss Scott was not like before, now she wouldn’t bother with him even if they didn’t argue. If they did argue, would

whether he was

disgrace himself, but when Nell met his disdainful gaze, he

held his tongue.

throat and

speakerphone,” Boris suddenly

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

currently switched off, please try

toes almost digging through the floor.

that!” Boris chuckled with irritation,

his eyes down, afraid

Half an hour later.

supported Boris and stood at the door of Room

by myself.” Boris suddenly

was wearing thin, her

tempting.

help but say worriedly,

card to enter the room, and solemnly

opened a small gap and slipped in,

What was he doing?

Boris acting like he was guarding against

Inside the room.

before he left

floor, who was still in the

muscle.

sleeping peacefully, and the anger

sleeping, frowned and sensed something, and

then looked him up and down with a

Boris nodded.

take off his shoes, wipe his hands and feet for him, and then feed him hangover soup. Every time, her tone was full of tenderness and love. “You should drink less in the future. Drinking

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