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 drunk or

disgrace himself, but when Nell met his disdainful gaze,

held his tongue.

his throat and

speakerphone,” Boris suddenly

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

the user you dialed is currently switched off, please try again later.

through the floor. “Um,

chuckled with

afraid to

Half an hour later.

at the door of

in by myself.”

thin, her graceful figure wrapped in a nightgown, enticing

tempting.

help but say

away, swiped his card to enter

a small gap and slipped in, casually closing

What was he doing?

was Boris acting like he

Inside the room.

bedside lamp that had been left on before he left was still lit,

on the floor, who was still in the same position as when

muscle.

her sleeping peacefully, and the anger in his

moment, Ziana, who was sleeping, frowned and sensed something, and slowly opened her

first startled, then looked him up and down with a confident tone, “Did you

Boris nodded.

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

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