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

when they gave their whole heart in

so pitiful, never been so

sofa and sobbed loudly, disregarding her image.

his eyes

Boris grasped her delicate face, forcing her to meet his gaze.

her eyes narrowed from crying, the fierce woman warned,

I touch you?” Boris chuckled, leaning in

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

hot lips and tongue sealed her mouth, stealing away her

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

against the sofa,

your mind? Do you really need to ask if I love you? Isn’t it painfully obvious from everything

shook her head and suddenly broke down, shouting, “I know you don’t love me! Stop saying

“Damn it!”

cursed so rudely. No words could

unusually harsh. “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

deceive me? Do you think I’m a naive child? I won’t be fooled by you anymore,

onto the crux of her words

the Elegant Poetry 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, you conveniently ended up on my island. It

asked directly, “Did you see me at the Elegant Poetry Hotel

cold laugh. “Stop

provide a direct answer, but Boris, being as intelligent as he was, had already pieced

Boris called her with a wry smile, lightly tapping her 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

you

tell you,” he patiently explained. “The person you saw tonight

sofa, Boris swiftly embraced her, pulling her into his arms. “Can’t you even recognize your own

placed

body stiffened, her mind in turmoil. “It’s impossible. It was definitely you tonight. You’re

with sharp brows and eyes,