The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 439 The Stumbling Block Strikes Again 

Ziana felt that Boris was very scheming.

She said those same words when she had confessed her love to him five years ago.

After five years, he said those exact same words to confess his love to her.

What a copycat!

“I don’t want to,” Ziana growled, “Get up now, or I’ll scream!”

Like a mountain, his heavy body almost crushed her, and it was getting hard for her to breathe.

“Okay.” Boris saw her face flushed with anger and moved to the other side. “OK. I’ll ask you the question again tomorrow.”

Ziana had gotten used to his words.

She sat up, straightened her clothes, and refused. “My answer is the same. No matter when you ask me. I don’t want to engage in a romantic relationship with you at all.”

“Then I’ll ask until you agree.” Boris continued his trick, relentless begging.

Ziana snorted. “No matter how many times you ask and how long you ask, I won’t agree. You are wrong if you think you can get me by using this kind of sweet talk and chasing. I liked you before, so I got close to you even though you didn’t do anything. But now, I don’t like you. I am not getting back together and running in your direction just because you made a little effort.”

“Then I’ll run to you,” Boris said while staring at her calmly and domineeringly, “I’ll chase you. I will do all I can to get you back. I will give you all the respect and romance that you deserve. All I am asking is you give me a chance to pursue you. I will do it for as long as you want.”

He knew that he had made an unforgivable mistake before and hurt her feelings.

Although he had his reasons for what he did, as a big man, he was never willing to use those as excuses.

He hurt her, made mistakes, and no matter what the reason was, the hurt was real. He would not deny all that, and he would bear the consequences.

Ziana was shocked by his words.

She pursed her lips. “Whatever. Like I care.”

“I’ll take it as you agreed.” Boris lifted up the corner of his lips.

“No, I..”

“You said you wanted to go home?” Boris interrupted her, “I’ll see you off.”

“No need.” Ziana didn’t want to say too much. Even if she said something, he wouldn’t accept it and do whatever he wanted. She didn’t want to waste her breath. “I have a drive. I actually live quite well without you.”

“I believe that,” Boris confirmed, “but I’m not doing very well without you.”

Ziana rolled her eyes. She couldn’t believe all of his crap. How could he not be doing well with Vivi in his arms?

Thinking of this, she suddenly realized that she was jealous.

Ziana took a deep breath, suppressed those messy thoughts, and left the room.

Not long after, Nell opened the door and came in. “Mrs. Lewis just left like that? Should I drive her home?”

“She has a driver.” Boris put on his shoes and said, “You drive me there.”

Nell was puzzled, “Where are you going again, Mr. Lewis? You want to disappear and get her attention again? I don’t think Mrs. Lewis is going to fall for that again.”

Nell pursed his lips and thought about how to talk Boris out of it. Why did he always do that? This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

He didn’t know what had happened in the ward earlier, but he noticed Ziana’s cold face when she walked out of the room.

Could it be that he pissed her off again?

Nell couldn’t help but worry about their relationship and asked out, “What did you do, Mr. Lewis? You’re not as arrogant as before, are you?”

“Arrogant?” Boris shot daggers at Nell with his eyes and replied, “If you don’t stop saying those things, I will send you to Firia.”

“Sorry, Mr. Lewis. So we are going after Mrs. Lewis?”

“Hurry up!” Boris scolded, “We can’t catch up if you don’t stop muttering!”

Nell came to his senses and rushed out. “OK, Mr. Lewis. I am here for your service!”

The two went down to the garage and drove out of the hospital just in time to see Ziana getting into the car.

“Follow them,” Boris ordered.

As the head of the bodyguards, Donald was trained and experienced for every situation, and that was why he was given the task of protecting Ziana.

He was driving the Bentley for less than two miles when he realized someone was following them.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he saw a limited edition Rolls-Royce.

The car looked familiar, and it hit him. Boris had one.

Donald coughed softly. “Someone is following us, Miss Scott. It looks like it is Mr. Lewis’ car.”

Ziana glanced back, and the corner of her mouth twitched. “Don’t worry about him. Just drive.”

“OK.”

The two cars arrived outside the Scott family’s villa one after the other.

After Boris exited the car, he found they had already closed the gate. He saw Ziana’s slender figure through the fence.

Probably aware of his gaze, she stopped, turned slightly sideways, and raised her chin arrogantly toward him.

At that moment, she really looked like the proud Miss Scott in his memory.

Boris shook his head with a light smile and said to Nell, “Go and ring the doorbell.”

In fact, the butler was right in front of them. After they rang the doorbell, the butler asked why they were here.

Boris said solemnly, “I’m here to visit my in-laws. Also, I haven’t seen Ewen for a while.”

At this moment, Nell took out a lot of gifts from the trunk.

No wonder Boris asked him to buy those things. He had planned to come here a long time ago!

Nell had to admit that Boris was really smart. He could plan things way ahead of a lot of people.

The housekeeper quickly opened the gate and led them to the living room.

Nancy was talking to Ziana when she saw them from the corner of her eye. “Here they come.”

“Mom,” Boris called out without hesitation, “I am here to check out how you guys have been. Where’s Dad? Is he still busy with work?”

Seeing him like that, completely different from what she saw in the video, Nancy immediately guessed what was going on.

Nancy never asked too much about things that didn’t matter to her, not to mention she was not interested in men’s schemes.

Nancy nodded. “OK. Welcome. Make yourself at home.”

“Thank you. I want to see Ewen.”

At this time, Ewen probably didn’t have any classes, so she greeted Lillian to take Ewen downstairs.

Ewen could walk now, and when he was placed on the ground, he walked steadily with his little feet.

He walked in front, and Lillian followed him. Ziana saw Ewen and shouted, “Ewen! Come to Mommy!”

“Mom! Mom!” Ewen went straight to Ziana with a bright smile on his face.

He could speak simple words now, and this was inseparable from the daily training from his family.

Ewen had already inherited Ziana’s strengths, he was very smart, and it was not difficult for him to learn to speak.

Boris walked up to Ziana and picked Ewen up when he approached them.

“Boris!”

“I’m afraid that if you hug him, you’ll be exhausted,” Boris said flatteringly, “You can see him from my arms.”

Unexpectedly, Ewen still didn’t go in his way. He struggled fiercely, moved and arched in all directions, just refused to stay in Boris’ arms.

He stretched out his little hand to Ziana. “Mom! Hug!”

“Don’t move!” Boris commanded Ewen with a stern face,

Ewen turned around and looked at Boris. Boris raised his eyebrows and stared at him with a cold face. But the next second, Ewen burst into tears.

The corners of Boris’ mouth twitched slightly.

This, again?

What a cry baby!

Wouldn’t he get tired of using the same trick?

Ewen didn’t care how many times he used this trick as long as it worked. He would keep using it because Ziana would

“Boris! Did you just shout at him?” Ziana exploded as expected, her tone was icy, and she took Ewen from Boris. “You always like this. You don’t visit your son for a long time, or you make him cry every time you come. Ewen is a good boy, and he usually doesn’t cry. You are the only one who makes him cry whenever you come here!”