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.

took was a simple glance or a few

when they gave

pitiful, never

her face in the sofa and

watched her silently, his eyes flickering with varying intensity.

grasped her delicate face, forcing her to meet

her face and her eyes narrowed from crying,

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

voice. “I hate you! After treating me

tongue sealed her mouth,

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

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

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

and suddenly broke down, shouting, “I know you don’t love me! Stop saying it!”

“Damn it!”

words could describe his feelings now.

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 love you? I’d give you everything,

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 and sternly

You were the mastermind behind my abduction five years ago! You

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

a cold laugh. “Stop pretending!”

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

am I going to do with you? Normally, your brain functions just fine, doesn’t it? Why do you become foolish

you

“The person

her, pulling her into his arms. “Can’t you even recognize your own husband? You truly deserve

spoke, his large palm placed on her walst lightly

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

was a masterpiece, with sharp brows and eyes, every feature perfect,