Chapter 168 The Past Was Gone

Boris clenched his fists in shock.

Ziana’s response was like a heavy blow that landed directly on his heart.

Sharp pain and soreness spread instantly throughout his body, and all the strength seemed to be drained from him.

“What did you say?” His voice was h**rse, with barely detectable trembles.

Despite this, he forced a bitter smile on his face, unwilling to believe or accept the truth, much like an ostrich burying its head in the

sand.

He hung his head, avoiding her gaze, as if he were avoiding a cruel trial. “Ziana, don’t be angry and lie to me.”

Ziana shook her head, her tone firm. “I didn’t lie.”

Boris’ heart sank.

This feeling was even more overwhelming than when Ziana had rejected his proposal for remarriage the first time.

Boris panicked and tried to persuade Ziana, “Actually, you’re trying to make me jealous of him, right?”.

Ziana laughed at this. “No, I genuinely like…”

Boris knew what she was going to say, but he didn’t want to hear it.

He interrupted Ziana, even lowered his head to stare at his black shoes. “I know, I was too harsh on you in the past, but it’s okay. You like gentleness, and I can learn to change. I promise I’ll change, even in the areas you don’t like.”

“Boris…”

“I know that you love me. We have been together for three years, and we even have a kid. How can you change your mind so quickly? Do you remember what you said? You said you would always like me. You said it yourself. Have you forgotten?”

Ziana looked at the man in front of her.

Boris used to be confident and proud, but now he stood at the door, head hung low, like a child who had done something wrong.

This was the first time Boris had spoken to her with such a soft tone and even a humble, begging attitude.

For a brief moment, her heart was overwhelmed with a sharp pain, but she quickly told herself that she couldn’t turn back, that she

couldn’t be soft-hearted.

This was just an illusion. Boris’ pride was at stake. He couldn’t tolerate Ziana having someone else, but it wasn’t genuine love.

If Boris loved Ziana, he wouldn’t have left Ziana alone in an empty house for the past three years.

loved Ziana, he wouldn’t have belittled and ridiculed Ziana for the past three

wouldn’t have let Ziana taste the bitterness of unrequited

Boris loved/Ziana, he wouldn’t have been able to bear watching Ziana go through a cycle of hope and disappointment in the past three

in that state of anxiety, confusion, unease,

in a way that was almost

didn’t want to go

Boris to affect

to keep tossing and turning because

loved her or not, to decipher the meaning behind every move Boris

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to become… not

a

which made people

her decision clearly, but

be the

had become accustomed to liking

even if she no longer loved

dejected appearance affected Ziana, making her heart sink and her expression

moment, Ziana looked at him and said,

“Boris, raise your head.”

made

of unease surged

Boris met

a determination that seemed to have

what Ziana was about to

strong intuition, so

he wanted to get

that he came to accuse Ziana, and didn’t care about her answer. All he thought about was that he couldn’t stay here anymore. He couldn’t

didn’t look

expression. He turned and walked out. “I suddenly remembered that there’s still something

work…”

him like a shadow. “I

loving me,” Boris squeezed his fingers and interrupted her, “you’ve already loved me for three years.

You promised me that you would love

take me as breaking my promise,” Ziana’s light words caught him

“Boris, no flowers will

flowers

became a little short. “Then I’ll give you rain and sunshine, and I’ll take

whatever

back to me, Ziana,”

have a blooming period. What’s the

spring when autumn

Boris pursed his lips.

taking, used to my love for you. So now that I’m leaving, you can’t accept it. Actually, you don’t really have feelings for me. It’s just your possessiveness acting up. It’s just that the time since the divorce isn’t long enough yet,

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