The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Ziana felt utterly humiliated, glaring defiantly at Boris. “You’re still pretending!”

Her eyes were swollen and red, clearly from intense crying. Seeing her sulking like this only made Boris feel more affectionate towards her.

His slightly cool fingertips caressed her cheek.

Ziana stubbornly turned her head away. “Don’t touch me! Boris, you jerk!”

The more she spoke, the sadder she became. Tears, which she had struggled so hard to hold back, streamed down her face uncontrollably.

She sobbed painfully, her body twitching, Crying and cursing, she said, “I really didn’t expect you to spend five whole years setting up such a scheme! Boris, you’re so cruel. When you designed all this, did you really… I just want to ask…”

Boris frowned, his voice cold and restrained. “Ask what?”

Love and genuine hatred entangled within her, pulling her back and forth.

Her emotions were in turmoil, and despite knowing it was not the right time to ask, she couldn’t control herself. “I just want to know… Did you… in these five years, did you truly.. not love me at all? Not even for a second?”

“Ha!”

Boris let out a chilly laugh.

That laughter sent Ziana straight to the depths of hell.

Ziana knew Boris must be mocking her in his heart, and her cheeks suddenly became incredibly hot.

At this moment, Ziana hated her own foolishness, and she hated herself for clinging to her old feelings for Boris.

In his presence, Ziana always seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Boris was like an all-powerful deity, able to effortlessly control her emotions.

If Boris wanted her to love him, she would be helplessly trapped in her love for Boris, engraved in her heart and bones.

a simple

when they gave their whole heart in

never felt so pitiful, never

sofa

watched her silently, his eyes

delicate face, forcing her to

streaks covering her face and her eyes narrowed from crying,

leaning in closer to her. “I even

hate you! After treating me like this… you still

sealed her

overwhelmed Ziana, causing her thoughts to become muddled. Helpless against his passionate kiss, Ziana’s body grew increasingly

against the sofa, gasping for air, her voice tender

her chin. “Ziana, have you lost your mind? Do you really need to ask

shouting, “I

“Damn it!”

so rudely. No words

to the brink of madness before you’re satisfied? How could you say I don’t love you? I’d give you everything, even my heart. I wouldn’t hesitate to give my life for you, even if

broke it! Are you still trying to deceive me? Do

caught onto the crux of her words and

you not going to admit it?” Ziana gritted her teeth, her words rushed. “I heard it all! I heard everything clearly! You were the mastermind behind my abduction five years ago! You orchestrated that whole spectacle, Boris! You

asked directly,

let out a cold laugh. “Stop

but Boris, being as intelligent as he was, had already pieced together the

forehead with his slender finger. “What am I going to do with you? Normally, your brain functions just fine, doesn’t it? Why do you become foolish when it comes to

you

he patiently explained. “The person you saw tonight wasn’t

her, and when she tried to jump off the sofa, Boris swiftly embraced her, pulling her into his arms. “Can’t you even recognize your own

large palm placed on her walst lightly patted

turmoil. “It’s impossible. It was definitely you tonight.

with sharp brows and eyes, every feature perfect,