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 or

disgrace himself, but when Nell met his

held his tongue.

his throat and

speakerphone,” Boris

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

currently switched off, please try again later.

digging through the floor. “Um, Mr. Lewis,

chuckled with irritation, “You take me

afraid to

Half an hour later.

supported Boris and stood at the door

by

thin, her graceful figure wrapped in a nightgown, enticing

tempting.

but seeing him like this, he couldn’t help but say worriedly, “Mr. Lewis,

his card to enter the room, and solemnly repeated,

gap and slipped in, casually closing the

What was he doing?

was Boris acting like he was guarding against a

Inside the room.

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

on the floor, who was still in the same position as when he left, not even moving

muscle.

at her for a while, seeing her sleeping peacefully, and the anger in his heart

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

looked him up and

Boris nodded.

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

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