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

wanted to advise him not to disgrace himself, but when Nell met

held his tongue.

throat

speakerphone,” Boris suddenly reminded

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

dialed is currently switched off, please try again later. Sorry,

embarrassed, his toes almost digging through the floor.

that!” Boris chuckled with irritation, “You take me

kept his eyes down, afraid to even

Half an hour later.

and stood at the door of Room

by myself.” Boris

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

tempting.

couldn’t help but say worriedly,

card to enter the room,

slipped in, casually closing the door, leaving Nell

What was he doing?

he was guarding against a

Inside the room.

on before he left was still lit, emitting

woman on the floor, who was still in the

muscle.

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

Ziana, who was sleeping, frowned

then looked him up and

Boris nodded.

time he came home drunk, she would take care of him very gently. She would help him to bed, take off his shoes, wipe his hands and feet for him, and

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