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 the door.

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

After shutting the door, she immediately

matter was far from over!

than a dozen attempts,

it was still Impossible to

Ziana decided to wait in their

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

drove back to the 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

in darkness, devoid

into the sofa and continued her relentless barrage of

to. Anger and heartbreak consumed her, and

The plane landed.

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

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

strode off the plane with his

he walked, he powered on his phone, only

furrowed his brow and commanded Nell,

“Of course.”

when it finally regained its normal functioning. In an instant, he was taken

were over a hundred!

were all

have happened for Ziana to

she in

is Ziana right now?” His face darkened, and his piercing eyes

low voice, Nell replied, “Mr. Lewis,

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

not being physically present in Wesbruck, Boris was well-informed about Ziana’s situation.

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

of her face, Boris felt a pang of heartache and issued a grave instruction,

desperate yearning to see his wife, Nell pressed down on the accelerator without hesitation.

then, Boris’ phone received another

Ziana once again!

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

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

tone, a shadow

“What happened tonight? What are you talking

from Galia and