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.”

she closed

“Okay then, Ziana. Rest

no response. After shutting the door, she

was far from over!

attempts, but his phone remained

but it was still

minutes, Ziana decided to wait in

Ziana had moved out of the room he had booked and switched to at different hotel.

where they had previously stayed. Approaching the front desk, Ziana was surprised to learn that he hadn’t

took out her key card and let herself

in darkness, devoid

continued her relentless barrage of phone

within herself, nor did she want to. Anger and heartbreak consumed

The plane landed.

eyes, a deep-seated resentment gleaming within. “We’ve arrived?”

hushed voice, Nell replied, “Yes, we’re in Wesbruck. The

nodded, stood up, and strode off the plane with

he walked, he powered on his phone, only to be met with an unexpected

Nell,

“Of course.”

the phone aside, Boris picked it up again when it finally regained its normal functioning. In an instant, he was taken aback by

over a

they were all from Ziana!

happened for Ziana to desperately seek him out

in danger?

His face darkened, and his piercing eyes

voice, Nell replied, “Mr.

made a call and quickly reported back to Boris, “Ziana is waiting for

present in Wesbruck, Boris was

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

a pang of heartache and issued a grave

wife, Nell pressed

Boris’ phone received another incoming call.

Ziana once

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

treat me like that? I won’t let you get away with it!

listened to her menacing tone, a shadow of gloom washed over

eyes squinted. “What happened tonight?

just returned from Galia and hadn’t