Chapter 382 Am I out of Play

After Ziana finished speaking, she turned away, leaving him only her back.

Boris’ eyes glistened with warmth as he watched her. He turned his head slightly and took a deep breath, but the dull ache in his heart cut like a knife, still making him feel like crying.

He could still hear her pleas echoing in his ears.

She said that he only brought her pain and pleaded with him to let her go.

But… But… Was it really just pain?

He remembered the joyful times. How could she forget them? How could she say it’s only pain?

Boris couldn’t control himself. He looked down and gave a bitter smile, his gaze becoming increasingly blurry.

It wasn’t until the doorbell rang that he hastily rubbed his face and put on his clothes to answer the door.

“Boris!” Steven cheerfully handed him two bags of clothes, winking and whispering, “How’s it going?”

Boris shook his head, a look of disappointment on his face. “What about the food you bought?”

Only then did Steven notice that Boris’ eyes were red, as if Boris had been crying, and he was immediately shocked. “Boris, Boris, your eyes…”

“What about the food?” Boris impatiently interrupted him.

Not daring to provoke Boris, Steven handed over the food, and before he could speak, the door slammed shut.

Boris handed the clothes to Ziana. “The clothes have arrived. Finish getting ready, and let’s go out for a meal.”

He left the bedroom and quickly tidied up outside. In just two minutes, Ziana came out.

“Ziana, the food is still hot,” Boris said gently, “Skipping breakfast isn’t good for your stomach.”

But Ziana didn’t even look at him. She directly opened the door and locked eyes with Steven, who was waiting outside.

Steven awkwardly smiled. “Ziana… What a coincidence! Good morning!”

“Move aside!” Ziana’s face was cold, like a thorny rose, and her tone was unusually sharp.

“Oh, right.” He instinctively tried to make way, but in the next moment, Boris’ voice suddenly came through. “Stop her!”

He hurriedly caught up, cautiously trying to please her. “Have breakfast before you leave, okay?”

Ziana turned her head and looked at him. “I don’t want to eat. Are you going to force me again?”

changed his tone, and said, “Alright, then, don’t eat. How are you going back later? Shall I

about it. Right now, all you need to do is make

looked at Ziana, then at Boris, too afraid

find out what happened last night. Steven just moves out of

left without

her figure completely disappeared did Steven finally breathe a sigh

“Boris, last night, didn’t you make love? Why did things not get better but

sat on the sofa, his face pale, and answered, “She said I brought

“What?” Steven was stunned.

No wonder

explain it

“Yes.”

reason for

“Yes, I did.”

“How did she react?”

I was

out, “Well, she’s not entirely

The room fell silent.

had said and forced a smile. “Well,

back on the couch, rubbing his forehead. “Yes,

ordeal, and with a trembling voice, he said, “She said she wouldn’t repeat the same mistakes, begged me to spare her. Do I still

never imagined that Boris would also have a day when he was troubled and wounded

with his own eyes, Steven felt nothing

Boris’ confident and strategic nature, Steven had always

Steven saw his vulnerability as if once

wanted. She was just hurt by you. So now, starting

want to give up, then

time before resolutely and excitedly saying,

saving face. A good woman feared a persistent suitor. Boris needed to change

departed from the bar and returned to the

entering the living room, Marlyn and Gigi

just talking about you. How was

weary body, Ziana walked over and sat on the

good to hear. But I called you this morning. Why didn’t you

changed clothes and couldn’t find her phone. She continued, “I was having such a great time that I have no idea

said, “I’ll call the bar and ask them to

“Great, thanks.”

while Marlyn leaned in quietly and asked

events

“We stayed up late having fun. I haven’t pulled an all-nighter

go upstairs and take a nap,”

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