The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Edison’s brows furrowed with displeasure as Princess Lia brought up the matter once again.

Princess Lia, attentive to his reactions, quickly interjected, “I know you disdain resorting to such methods, but tonight you witnessed it yourself, her emotions were clearly influenced by Boris. It’s evident that she still cares deeply about him. Can you accept the fact that she’s by your side, yet her feelings are being stirred by another man?”

Edison tightly pursed his thin lips.

Sensing his wavering, Princess Lia added fuel to the fire, “Since you’re about to propose to her soon, what difference does it make it you become intimate with her now? Are you the kind of person who shirks responsibilities?”

“Of course not,” Edison immediately refuted.

“Well, there you have it,” Princess Lia urged him on, giving him a nudge. “Go ahead!”

Edison’s lips moved, but he ultimately remained silent.

He got into the car and instructed the driver, “Let’s go.”

The journey passed in silence.

Upon arriving at the hotel entrance, Ziana stepped out, devold of any vitality.

She mechanically moved forward, with Edison faithfully trailing behind her.

Upon reaching the door of the room, they attempted to swipe the key card multiple times, but it refused to open.

From behind, Edison extended his hand, took hold of the card, and managed to swipe it open. His voice carried warmth as he said, “Ziana, in you go.”

It was then that Ziana, as if rousing from a daze, looked at him with astonishment. “Edison? You… you didn’t leave?”

Edison smiled bitterly. “No, seeing you in this state worried me greatly, so I decided to stay tonight and take care of you.”

Ziana recollected the conversation she overheard between Edison and his mother in the car.

Despite their hushed tones, her extraordinary hearing allowed her to catch every word clearly, leaving her well aware of their intentions.

She leaned against the door, refusing to let him in.

Feigning confusion, Edison inquired, “Ziana?”

“Edison…” She gazed at him with reddened eyes, shaking her head in refusal. “My mind is truly in disarray. Can you please allow me to be alone in peace?”

Edison’s worried expression deepened, his gaze filled with longing. “I understand that you need time to sort out your thoughts, but I promise I won’t say a word. I’ll simply accompany you quietly.”

Ziana let out a deep sigh. “I’m sorry.”

closed the door.

from the other side, “Okay then, Ziana. Rest well, and I’ll come to see you tomorrow.”

After shutting the door,

far from

more than a dozen attempts, but his phone remained turned

it was still Impossible

Ziana decided to wait in their previous

together, Ziana had moved out of the room he had

back to the hotel where they had previously stayed. Approaching the front desk, Ziana was surprised to learn that

and

room was engulfed in darkness, devoid

her relentless barrage of phone

she want to. Anger and heartbreak consumed her, and

The plane landed.

his sleepy eyes, a deep-seated resentment gleaming within. “We’ve

voice, Nell replied, “Yes, we’re

up, and strode off the plane with his long strides.

on his phone, only to

Nell, “Go

“Of course.”

aside, Boris picked it up again when it finally regained its normal functioning. In an instant, he was

were over a

were all

a beat. What could have happened for Ziana to desperately seek

she in danger?

and his piercing eyes flickered with a dangerous light.

a low voice, Nell replied, “Mr. Lewis, please wait a

Boris, “Ziana is waiting for you in

being physically present in Wesbruck,

Ziana suddenly came back alone tonight, and she doesn’t look well,” Nell truthfully relayed the information

a pang of heartache and issued a grave

see his wife, Nell pressed down on the accelerator

received

was Ziana once again!

brimming with unmistakable longing. “It’s me. Why have you

that? I won’t let you get away with it! Where are you now? I’m coming to find

tone, a shadow of

“What happened tonight? What

had just returned from Galia