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?”

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

and said, “Mr. Lewis, please

and

Lewis, it was you who insisted on touching

he met Boris’s threatening gaze, causing him to quickly change his tune, “Alright, fine. It was me who put my hand in yours, Mr.

warned coldly, “Don’t tell anyone what happened

like he had been

soup had done its job to some

sat in a daze for a while, then took a shower before finally lying down on

into a deep sleep.

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

Ziana.

in Lewis’

wearing a white dress, has bright features and brown curly

stood in a colorful flower bed,

she saw him, she smiled and said, “Hi, I’m

You have the right to refuse, but if

else.”

a real impact on

of him, so

the show could feel her depression through

seem very happy. Hey, where’s

six in the morning,

Get Bonus

the same room

they fought last night, and Mr.

Mr. Lewis went to

washing listlessly, but Boris

had happened last night

back again.

a strong ego, and was easily angered. For the past three years, she had been catering to him and treating him

he could do many childish and

online friends insulted

only cared about his

o’clock came, and Boris still

of messages was also

someone knocked

the door, but

Ziana, he was even more obsequious than

“Miss

bitter expression that they had been unable to

this morning. Despite contacting Nell, they still hadn’t

Mr. Zern find

He asked Ziana, “If Mr. Lewis doesn’t show up by nine, shall we

that Boris