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.

simple glance or a

someone became when they gave their whole heart in a

had never felt so pitiful,

buried her face in the sofa and sobbed loudly, disregarding

her silently, his eyes flickering with

grasped her delicate face, forcing her to

face and her eyes narrowed from crying, the fierce woman warned, “Don’t

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

voice. “I hate you! After treating me like this… you still want to humiliate me… mmm! Mmm!”

her mouth, stealing

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

against the sofa, gasping for

your mind? Do

suddenly broke down, shouting, “I know

“Damn it!”

cursed so rudely. No words could describe his

before you’re satisfied? How could you say I don’t love you? I’d

heart! You broke it! Are you still trying to deceive me? Do you think I’m a naive child? I won’t be fooled by you anymore, never trust

the crux of her words and sternly demanded, “What happened,

abduction five years ago! You orchestrated that whole

directly, “Did you see me at the

let out a cold laugh. “Stop

didn’t provide a direct answer, but Boris, being as intelligent as he

do with you? Normally, your

you

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

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

his large palm placed on her walst lightly

mind in turmoil. “It’s impossible. It was definitely you tonight. You’re

masterpiece, with sharp brows