The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The caregiver was well-prepared and brought over a large bag full of things.

“Miss Scott, will you see what else you need? If you have any special needs, you can let me know.”

Ziana’s mouth twitched slightly, and she shook her head. “No more, thanks.”

“Okay, I’ll be in the living room. Feel free to call me if you need anything.”

The caregiver left. Seeing that it was getting late, Ziana prepared to wash up.

She picked up the big bag of stuff, and Boris followed her like a little tail.

He looked at her and then at the big bag, his eyes shining with curiosity.

Ziana was amused by his reaction. “What are you looking at?”

The more she said this, the more Boris stuck his head forward, his face almost on the bag.

Ziana pushed his head away and flicked him on the forehead as he looked over in confusion. “Be a good boy and don’t move.”

Boris heard the words and placed both hands in front of his body in a regular manner, not moving anymore.

She couldn’t help but laugh.

In fact, such a simple and silly Boris was far cuter and more likable than the usual cold one.

She took out the contents of the bag one by one.

Towels, shampoo, face masks, various high-end skin care products, and a whole set of makeup supplies…

Suddenly, an object appeared in front of her eyes and Ziana’s hand paused.

“What is this?” Boris asked out loud. He looked very confused as his eyebrows were knitted together.

Ziana was embarrassed. Her scalp instantly tightened when she was asked.

“Nothing.” She hurriedly shoved her underwear back into the bag, even intentionally covering it with something else. “What are you looking at? Turn your head away!”

“Okay.”

Boris obediently responded, moving slowly to incline his head.

soft sigh of relief, not expecting his voice to

“what’s

“What’s that thing?”

simply played confused and glared at him in a

voice

muttered. “From now on, no talking

“Why?”

reason!” Ziana crossed her arms. “Are you disobeying me? I’m going home if you don’t listen

around. But when he thought of what she said, he was too scared

his body awkwardly

overjoyed. “Stand still!

was frozen in place with a jerk

laughed and went over to him and rubbed his head. “Good boy.”

his back to her, smiled.

to wash up.” She finished and went to

in turn, went

a separate space. But the thought

even had

she could, she took a shower, changed into new, clean clothes,

the time she got out of the shower, the process only took half an

the caregiver saw her come out, he immediately looked like he had caught à lifeline. “Why don’t you help him wash

Ziana was

doing this. I talk to him, but he doesn’t respond. I ask him to turn around, he doesn’t move. If he hadn’t blinked occasionally, I would have

to Boris’ back, “You

second, Boris was like a machine loaded with batteries, meticulously following the instructions and facing

but

touch the top of his head again. “Next, cooperate with the caregiver in washing

his lips and didn’t

mouth twitched. “Now you can

“Understood.”

caregiver a look. “Now you can help him wash up.”

while he was being served to

unblinking, as if he couldn’t get enough

caught between the two, embarrassed. He moved faster and faster and left

good at all to be between

clean and ready for

straight