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?”

to leave, but aren’t you the one

“Mr. Lewis, please let go of

Nell’s hand and immediately

was speechless, “Mr. Lewis, it was you

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

Boris warned coldly, “Don’t tell

felt like he had been pardoned and quickly made his

hangover soup had done its job to

a daze for a while, then took a shower before finally lying down on the bed

into a deep sleep.

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

Ziana.

in

dress, has bright features and brown

bed, looking just as beautiful as the

smiled and said, “Hi, I’m your fiancée. I’m satisfied with you, so

but if you refuse me, I will go to

else.”

drunkenness had a real impact on

didn’t sleep well all night because of him, so she woke up very

feel her depression through the

seem

in the morning, and Mr. Lewis

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same room last

night, and Mr.

went

but Boris hadn’t come

had happened last night and thought that

back again.

been catering to him and treating him like a prince. In this relationship, he acted like a

he could do many childish and

wouldn’t care if the online friends insulted or mocked Ziana because

only cared about his

came,

of messages was also asking where

knocked on

looked towards the door, but instead

Ziana, he was even more obsequious than

politely, “Miss Scott, can

with a bitter expression that they had been unable to get in

Nell, they still hadn’t

suggested that Mr. Zern find a temporary male

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

relieved that Boris didn’t show