The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 141 You’re Disgusting

Nell quickly opened a presidential suite and helped Boris inside.

It was already late at night.

Boris had actually consumed a fair amount of alcohol that evening, and now that the alcohol had hit him, he stumbled and collapsed onto the sofa as soon as he entered the room.

Since Nell couldn’t carry Boris any further, she went to get a thin blanket and covered him with it.

At this point, the hotel staff had delivered hangover pills and water.

After thanking the waiter, Nell went to the sofa and whispered, “Mr. Lewis, please take some pills and drink some water.”

Boris had his arm over his eyes and couldn’t tell whose voice it was, but he subconsciously assumed it was Ziana.

He relaxed and murmured, “Feed me.”

What?

Nell was shocked. This was the first time Mr. Lewis had ever made such a request.

However, as an excellent assistant, Nell hesitated for only a second before deciding to comply.

After all, he didn’t want to lose his job or be sent to Firia!

Nell poured the water into a ladle and brought it to Boris’s lips, spoonful by spoonful.

At this point, Boris was nothing like the cu**ing strategist he was during the day.

When the water was almost finished, Nell was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Boris suddenly shook violently.

He couldn’t believe what was happening as he looked at Boris’s hand.

Boris’s hand was holding onto Nell’s and rubbing his fingers on the back of his hand, sending

shivers down Nell’s spine!

What the hell…

What was going on here…

In a split second, Nell’s body reacted before his mind caught up.

He tried to withdraw his hand, but Boris held on tightly. He had to exert a little force, and Boris opened his eyes, displeased.

Their eyes met.

When Boris closed his eyes, he saw Ziana, but when he opened them, he suddenly found Nell. It was an indescribable feeling.

Boris glared at Nell and said angrily, “What are you doing here?”

thought, “I’d love to leave, but aren’t you the one

and said, “Mr. Lewis, please let go of my

and immediately let

Lewis, it was you who insisted on touching

change his tune, “Alright, fine. It was me who

warned coldly, “Don’t

had been pardoned and quickly made his

done its

took a shower before finally lying down on the

into a deep sleep.

it was due to the alcohol or something else, but he dreamt of his

Ziana.

was in Lewis’

a white dress, has bright features

flower bed, looking just as

said, “Hi, I’m

right to refuse, but

else.”

had a real

because of him, so she

of the show could feel her depression through the

doesn’t seem very happy. Hey, where’s

came here around six in the morning,

Get Bonus

same room

last night, and Mr.

guessing Mr. Lewis went to find

but

happened last night and thought that

back again.

a strong ego, and was easily angered. For the past three years, she had been catering to him and treating him like a prince. In this relationship, he acted like a spoiled child, and whenever something didn’t

angry, he could do many childish and

friends insulted or mocked Ziana

about his

o’clock came,

barrage of messages was

knocked on the

towards the door, but instead of Boris, Mr. Zern walked

Ziana, he was even more obsequious

politely, “Miss Scott, can

with a bitter expression that they

they still hadn’t received a clear answer.

Mr. Zern find a temporary

think?” He asked Ziana, “If Mr. Lewis doesn’t show up by nine, shall we invite a temporary male

was actually relieved that Boris