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

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

held his tongue.

cleared his throat and dialed

on speakerphone,” Boris suddenly

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

switched off, please try again later. Sorry,

digging through the floor. “Um, Mr.

chuckled with irritation, “You take

down, afraid to even

Half an hour later.

and stood at the

in by myself.” Boris suddenly

thin, her

tempting.

like this, he couldn’t help but say worriedly, “Mr. Lewis, are you sure you

enter the room,

in, casually closing

What was he doing?

acting like he was guarding against

Inside the room.

had been left on before he left was

the woman on the floor, who was still in the

muscle.

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

Ziana, who was sleeping, frowned

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

Boris nodded.

shoes, wipe his hands and feet for him, and then feed him hangover soup. Every time, her tone was

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