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?”

love to leave, but aren’t you the one

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

he was holding Nell’s hand and immediately let go, grumbling,

speechless, “Mr. Lewis, it was you who

his tune, “Alright, fine. It was me who put my

coldly, “Don’t tell anyone what happened

he had been pardoned and quickly

hangover soup had done its job

a daze for a while, then took a

into a deep sleep.

alcohol or

Ziana.

was in Lewis’

Ziana, wearing a white dress, has

a colorful flower bed,

and said, “Hi, I’m your fiancée. I’m

our engagement. You have the right to refuse, but if you refuse me, I will

else.”

had a real

of him, so she woke up very grumpy the next

could feel her depression through

with Ziana? She doesn’t seem very happy. Hey, where’s Mr.

around six in the morning, and Mr. Lewis was

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same room last night? Does

last night, and Mr. Lewis got

Mr. Lewis went to find

washing listlessly, but Boris hadn’t come back

remembered what had happened last night and

back again.

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

got angry, he could do many childish and ridiculous

online friends insulted or

cared about his

thought this, eight o’clock came, and

barrage of messages was

knocked on the

door, but instead of Boris,

saw Ziana, he was even

“Miss Scott, can

bitter expression that they had

Despite contacting Nell, they

suggested that Mr. Zern find a temporary

Lewis doesn’t show up by nine, shall we invite a

actually relieved that Boris didn’t