The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

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

whether he was

to disgrace himself, but when Nell met

held his tongue.

his throat and dialed

it on speakerphone,” Boris suddenly reminded

Nell quickly complied.

“Beep-”

After a few seconds.

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

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

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

kept his eyes down, afraid to even breathe, and

Half an hour later.

Boris and stood at the door

in by myself.” Boris suddenly

he left, Ziana was wearing thin, her graceful figure wrapped

tempting.

but say worriedly, “Mr. Lewis, are you sure

pushed him away, swiped his card to enter the room, and solemnly repeated, “Don’t

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

What was he doing?

Boris acting like he was guarding against a

Inside the room.

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

still in the same

muscle.

sleeping peacefully,

was sleeping, frowned and sensed something, and slowly opened

up and down with a confident

Boris nodded.

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 then feed him hangover soup. Every time, her tone was full of tenderness and love. “You