Chapter 242 Ziana Had No Place In Boris’ Heart

Memories of the past surged like waves.

“Why are your ears turning red? Are you shy?”

“I’ve learned how to sh*ve online, don’t worry! If I accidentally hurt you, just let me know!”

“Why can’t you look at me? You must be afraid to fall in love with me because I’m too good-looking!”

“Hey, guess what I found? Honey, the mole on your ear is so cute!”

Ziana reached out and lightly poked it with her finger.

Her cool fingertip landed on Boris’ burning hot ear, causing an inexplicable feeling of comfort and

excitement.

Boris had never experienced such feelings before and, in a panic, he pushed Ziana’s hand away and scolded her, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing… just touching it.”

“Don’t touch it!”

“What’s wrong with touching it? You’re my husband, can’t I touch you?”

“If you keep acting up, I’ll sew your mouth shut!”

“Go ahead and sew it! Sew it!”

Ziana provocatively raised her chin.

He didn’t know why, but he felt extremely uneasy.

This feeling made him restless with nowhere to vent, so he could only blame the perpetrator.

Boris sn*tched the razor from Ziana’s hand, pulled Ziana off the sink, shoved her outside, and

locked the door.

These trivial details came rushing back to Boris, and he could even recall their exact conversation.

Boris pursed his lips as his breathing became labored.

He refocused his attention on the painting, staring at it in silence.

Sure enough, there was a small mole.

His heart trembled uncontrollably.

The familiar scene, the familiar mole, and now even the silhouette of the man in the painting

seemed somewhat familiar.

Zlana… was she Not-So-Ordinary?

in his

a few steps forward

this series.

the first. It was soft and calm with a

in the room were clearly

bedsheet was the one Ziana had

light on the table emitted a soft warm

torrential raindrops hit

flow.

with the woman’s hands and feet

down by the man.

hidden in the darkness, half of his features

felt a tightness in

him back then and had covered Ziana’s

Ziana had on her face at

him, with a hint of greed and cautious delight. Ziana’s dark

to glow.

the painting, one could

in Boris’ heart intensified, and he slowly walked towards the next

paintings would have

the third one would be another warm and nostalgic scene, but to his surprise, the

gloomy, with a black

was half immersed in darkness, his back facing her, and the woman

pile of various red fragments on

a

painting was chaotic, but the brush strokes were decisive and completed in one

“Renunciation”

woman in the painting and the broken heart in her hand, his eyes

he not understand the meaning

could he not understand

suppressed, and his forehead began to

something was wrong and sat down in

by his sudden behavior. They were just looking at the exhibition,

and was

-do

you

What medicine

her words and said, “Go get me a

to delay and said, “Okay, I’ll go right away.

was her chance

journalists and anchors here

Vivi gave her instructions, she

medicine, Boris’ headache did not subside, and

ears

very delicate, so you must

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