The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 140

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

care whether he was drunk

to disgrace himself,

held his tongue.

cleared his throat

speakerphone,” Boris

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

switched off, please try again later. Sorry,

through the floor.

chuckled with irritation,

his eyes down, afraid to even breathe, and said,

Half an hour later.

at the door of

go in by myself.”

he left, Ziana was wearing thin, her graceful figure wrapped in a nightgown, enticing

tempting.

but seeing him like this, he couldn’t help but say worriedly,

him away, swiped his card to enter the room, and solemnly

opened a small gap and slipped in, casually closing the door,

What was he doing?

like he was guarding against

Inside the room.

had been left on before he left was still lit, emitting a dim

the floor, who was still in

muscle.

stared at her for a while, seeing her sleeping peacefully,

frowned and sensed something, and slowly

him, first startled, then looked him up and down

Boris nodded.

very gently. She would help him to bed, 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.

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