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?

suddenly appeared in his

eager to verify his guess, so he took a few steps forward and came to the second work

this series.

like the first. It was soft

clearly from a villa in Serenity

bedsheet was the one Ziana had

light on the table emitted a soft

split the dark night, and torrential

flow.

were tightly embraced, with the woman’s hands and feet intertwined and

down by the man.

features concealed, but the woman beside him gazed at him

felt a tightness in his

back then and

Ziana had on

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

to glow.

the painting, one could

and

series of paintings would have at least

scene, but to his surprise, the

gloomy,

back facing her, and the woman

large pile of various red fragments on the

a

brush strokes were decisive and completed in one go,

the last painting in the “Renunciation” series, with the signature

the painting and the

understand

not understand the

suppressed, and

was wrong and sat down in a nearby chair, taking two

behavior. They were just looking at the exhibition, and now he needed

that his complexion was off and

-do

you

uncomfortable? What medicine is

and said, “Go get

want to delay and said, “Okay, I’ll go right away. Don’t

was her chance to show

many journalists

her instructions, she ran

headache did

his ears

you must take good care of

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