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

he

him not to disgrace himself, but when Nell met his disdainful gaze,

held his tongue.

cleared his throat and dialed

speakerphone,” Boris

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

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

almost digging through the floor. “Um,

that!” Boris chuckled with irritation, “You take

eyes down, afraid to

Half an hour later.

Boris and stood at

in by myself.” Boris suddenly

he left, Ziana was wearing thin, her

tempting.

couldn’t help but say worriedly, “Mr. Lewis, are you sure you can

card to enter the

slipped in, casually closing the door, leaving

What was he doing?

he was guarding

Inside the room.

bedside lamp that had been left on before he left was

the woman on the floor, who was still in

muscle.

a while, seeing her sleeping

moment, Ziana, who was sleeping, frowned

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

Boris nodded.

his hands and feet for him, and then feed him hangover soup. Every time, her tone was full of tenderness and love. “You should

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