The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 403 Sean’s Identity

“Ms. Scott went to the gynecology department, but she didn’t register. She sat outside the consulting room of Dr. Brown for an entire afternoon. After Dr. Brown got off work, she went into his consulting room and stayed there for more than three hours.”

Nell played the video he found for Boris and continued, “Ms. Scott looked pale when she came out of the consulting room, and she walked staggeringly. What we can know is that she was fine when she came in the afternoon.”

“Ziana went to the gynecology department? Is she pregnant?” Steven asked, “She didn’t want to have your baby, so she asked Dr. Brown to secretly deal with it!”.

“Get away!” Boris glared at Steven and said, “She can’t be pregnant.”

Boris took measures that night, and Ziana took pills afterward. With double insurance, how could she be pregnant?

The only time Boris forced Ziana to give birth to a baby was a year ago.

He had already used the method of unscrupulously trying to form a bond with her and keep her, but it seemed to be useless.

“Then what is she doing at gynecology if she’s not pregnant?” Steven could only think of something like this in his head. “Could it be that she has a gynecological disease?”

“Shut up if you can only fart with your mouth,” Boris said in disgust.

Steven argued, “I don’t fart with my mouth. Can you find someone who farts with his mouth?”

Nell was speechless. What they were talking about was a very serious matter, but it suddenly became very funny when Steven got involved.

He couldn’t listen anymore, so he quickly smoothed things over and said, “Mr. Howard, do your miss the sheep in Firia?”

When it came to sheep, Steven was so frightened and stopped talking.

He hurriedly said, “Boris, I’ll go upstairs to see Vivi!”

Nell breathed a sigh of relief and resumed the previous topic. “Mr. Lewis, I checked and found that Ms. Scott is not pregnant. After being sent to the emergency room, the doctor said that she fainted due to emotional agitation. Shall we ask Dr. Brown about what happened before?”

“No need. Lee won’t tell us anything without Ziana’s consent. He is Ziana’s master, and we should treat him with respect and kindness.”

“But you’re worrying about Ms. Scott.”

Boris was thoughtful.

Ziana was discharged the afternoon of the next day after she stopped feeling dizzy or hurt.

Boris suggested that she stay a few more days for observation, but she refused.

“I’m fine,” Ziana said.

Her fainting before was because those memories stimulated her brain too strongly.

“Will you faint if you are really fine?” Boris asked.

at him and said, “I

calmly,

Ziana suddenly smiled.

thought Boris was a very good

she were in love five years ago, she told him that she had many masters.

him not to know. However, his performance was tight at this

deserved a Best Actor.

and said, “Lee Brown, the director of the gynecology department, is my

found out. He raised his

Vivi’s man, and I’m afraid of causing

pushed Boris away, walked through the corridor,

was not very busy today. When Ziana came, only one patient was waiting outside

the patient finished consulting, Ziana opened the door

and then said, “Did

“No…”

tell. I’m not

better now.

to ask me when I will give you the second acupuncture, right?” Lee said preemptively as if he could read

was a little embarrassed. “Yes. Another part of the

what happened in the past, it can’t compare to your present! I don’t want to make you a fool! Have you forgotten

“I didn’t…”

a bit when he saw that Ziana was well–behaved. “Get out. I will decide according to your situation about when to give you the second acupuncture!”

knew that Lee was doing it for her good. She was just impatient.

room, Ziana didn’t go back to the ward but

home for five days, she still couldn’t help calling Lee to make an appointment, but he didn’t

and went

the hospital, she was told that Lee went to a meeting

Ziana was helpless.

with him, so she had no choice but to leave.

were many people in the hospital, and the

got off, and it was

door closed slowly, and two middle–aged women began to

is untreatable!”

people who come here

people get this disease, the whole

It’s pitiful. The people who get that disease are pitiful, and their families are also pitiful…”

sad while listening to their conversation. When she inadvertently raised

temperament. His elite atmosphere clearly distinguished him from the people

like a Triton of

him, some doctors were talking

just took a glance and the elevator

couldn’t help being suspicious of what Sean was doing here in