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

side, “Okay then, Ziana. Rest well, and I’ll come

shutting the

far

more than a dozen attempts, but his phone remained turned off.

calling Nell, but it was still Impossible to get through.

two minutes, Ziana decided to wait in their previous hotel

of the room he had booked and switched to at

hotel where they had previously stayed. Approaching the front desk,

out her key card and let

engulfed in darkness, devoid

and continued her relentless barrage of phone calls

heartbreak consumed her, and she desperately

The plane landed.

deep-seated resentment gleaming within. “We’ve

“Yes, we’re in Wesbruck. The car

up, and strode off

his phone, only to be met with an unexpected lag-

his brow and commanded Nell, “Go

“Of course.”

normal functioning. In an instant, he was taken aback by the multitude of missed

over a

were all from

could have happened for Ziana to desperately seek him out like this?

she in danger?

face darkened, and his piercing

voice, Nell replied, “Mr. Lewis,

a call and quickly reported back to Boris, “Ziana is waiting for you in your

move out?” Despite not being physically present

doesn’t look

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

to see his wife, Nell

received another

was Ziana once

longing. “It’s me. Why have you made

you get away with it! Where are you now? I’m coming to find

tone, a shadow of gloom washed over

happened tonight? What are you talking

Galia and hadn’t