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 glance or a few

became when they gave

felt so pitiful, never

the sofa and sobbed loudly, disregarding her

watched her silently, his eyes flickering with

forcing her to meet his

covering her face and her eyes narrowed from crying, the fierce woman warned, “Don’t touch me!”

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

After treating me like this… you still want to humiliate me… mmm! Mmm!”

lips and tongue sealed her mouth,

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

against the sofa, gasping for air, her voice

holding her chin. “Ziana, have you lost your mind? Do you really need to ask if I love you? Isn’t it painfully obvious from everything I’ve done

her head and suddenly broke down, shouting, “I

“Damn it!”

rarely cursed so rudely. No words could

in pain. Only when she pleaded for mercy did Boris reluctantly release. her, but his tone was unusually harsh. “Do you want to drive me to the brink of madness before you’re satisfied? How could you say I don’t

Are you still trying to deceive me?

of her words and sternly

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!

seized upon the crucial point in her words and asked directly, “Did you see

a cold

answer, but Boris, being as intelligent as he was, had

tapping her forehead with his slender finger. “What am I going to do with

you talking about?”

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

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

his large palm placed on her walst lightly

her mind in turmoil. “It’s impossible. It was definitely

brows and eyes, every feature