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.

all it took was a simple glance

when they gave

never felt so pitiful, never

sofa

silently, his eyes

delicate face, forcing

eyes narrowed from crying,

can you do if I touch you?” Boris chuckled, leaning in closer to her. “I even want

voice. “I hate you! After treating me like this…

lips and tongue sealed her mouth, stealing away her breath.

thoughts to become muddled. Helpless against his passionate kiss, Ziana’s

released her, she slumped against the sofa, gasping for air, her voice tender

to let her off the hook, firmly holding her chin. “Ziana, have you lost your mind? Do you

down, shouting, “I know you don’t love me! Stop

“Damn it!”

cursed so rudely. No words could describe

“Do you want to drive me 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 you demanded it. How can you say I don’t love you, Ziana? Do you

defiantly shouted, her face flushed. “I don’t have a heart! You broke it! Are you still trying to deceive me? Do you think I’m a naive child? I won’t be fooled

clearly!” Boris finally caught onto the crux of her words

Hotel? Are 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 truly have outdone yourself! Now that I think about it,

the crucial point in her words and asked directly,

out a cold laugh.

as intelligent as he was, had already pieced together

his slender finger. “What am I going to do with you?

you

patiently explained. “The person

when she tried to jump off the sofa, Boris swiftly embraced her, pulling her into

his large palm placed on her walst lightly

impossible. It was definitely you tonight. You’re still trying

masterpiece, with sharp brows and