The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 321

Chapter 321 You Can Ask Me

Ziana came to her senses. Before she could raise her head to see who was coming, a hand appeared in front of her.

It was a strong, long fingered hand. With the five fingers separated, the man grabbed the small bowl and took it from

her hand.

Boris took the small bowl, sat on the couch next to her, leaned slightly, and said under Ziana’s puzzled gaze. “Let

Ewen sit on my lap.”

Ziana frowned, looked at the door, and then at him, “Didn’t you leave?”

“Yeah,” Boris took a thoughtful look at her and said, “I have something to tell you, so I’m back.”

“Go ahead,” said Ziana. Then, she suddenly remembered something and immediately added, “But if you want to bring

up the matter between me and Edison, you can save it. It’s my business. You have no right to ask, let alone intervene.”

Boris didn’t respond. He stretched out his other big hand and said, “I’ll hug him.”

After speaking, he grabbed Ewen’s clothes and was about to hug him as he did at the dinner table before.

Suddenly!

Ziana let out a low cry, “Boris!”

Boris immediately saw the skin on her chest!

Her skin looked delicate and soft under the light.

Hearing Ziana’s rapid breathing due to embarrassment and shame and looking at her charming face, Boris felt his

scalp tense.

“Boris, stop that!” His gaze seemed to be on fire, and wherever he saw it, he would ignite it, making Ziana feel hot all

over.

She was so angry that she gritted her teeth viciously and said, “Turn around! Or I will gouge out your eyes!”

“Turn around!”

Boris gazed at Ziana as if he would swallow her. After being stared at by her a few times, he finally turned his head

silently.

With a burning face, Ziana went to open Ewen’s hand gently.

Ewen was nestled in her arms. But at some point, his two chubby hands grabbed her by the collar.

She just coaxed him to eat more fruit purée and didn’t notice that at all.

Boris suddenly lifted Ewen up, and Ewen subconsciously grabbed Ziana by the collar.

It was summer, and she wore a shirt with a scoop neck. So the neckline became lower because of his grasp.

As a result, a large part of her skin was exposed.

Ziana shook her head, feeling more and more embarrassed.

With the fastest speed, she opened Ewen’s fingers and said to Boris angrily and coldly, “Okay. You can take him.”

“Have you finished?” Boris licked his lips and asked with a deeper rumble voice.

“Shut up!” Ziana rubbed her face and shouted, “Don’t ask!”

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Boris was silent momentarily and said, “Can I turn around?”

“Whatever!”

Boris turned around. He rested his eyes on her first and calmly took a glance. Ziana had straightened her clothes, and now she gave him a nonchalant stare. He raised his eyebrows, a faint smile appearing in his eyes. When he turned to

see Ewen, he sneered.

He picked up Ewen and easily put it on his lap.

Seeing that it was Boris again, Ewen tensed up his face and didn’t even bother to resist.

He was sitting upright, and Boris was not surprised by that.

Although Ewen was young, he was smart. He could read faces and even knew who was easy to handle and who was

not.

He was an observant child with elfish intelligence.

Boris put the small bowl on the tea table. Without even saying a word, he scooped up a spoonful of fruit purée and handed it to Ewen’s mouth.

Boris didn’t even need to say anything or coax Ewen nicely like Ziana. Ewen opened his mouth and ate it in one bite.

Ziana was speechless.

Did Ewen not eat his food obediently when Ziana fed him because she was too gentle?

It turned out that Ewen liked being fed in a domineering way.

Ziana was in deep thought. While Boris was feeding Ewen, she remained silent, watching Boris feed Ewen.

Boris took less than ten minutes to feed Ewen a small bowl of fruit purée.

Boris took a tissue, wiped Ewen’s mouth, and said, “Is it the time to change his diaper?”

“It needs to be changed before going to bed,” Ziana replied instinctively and then added, “Let me do it.”

But before she could stand up, Boris had carried Ewen and went into the bathroom.

Ziana looked at his back, pressed her lips, and sat still.

The door was pushed open just as Boris led Ewen into the bathroom.

Lillian walked in and handed Ziana a glass of milk, “Miss Scott, I just warmed it up. Drink it before it get cold. I’m going to turn on the hot water for you to take a shower.”

“Okay,” replied Ziana.

As Lillian walked to the bathroom, she thought about what Ziana had told her this morning.

She thought only the two of them were in the room, so she didn’t lower her voice when she spoke. “Miss Scott, you asked me to follow Mr. Lewis this morning to see what he was doing in our house. I thought…”

When Boris realized it, she coughed a few times to stop Lillian immediately, but Lillian didn’t get her idea and asked, “Miss Scott, why are you coughing? What seems to be the trouble? There is quite a range of temperature in the mountain. Is it because you didn’t have enough layers on your way back? I’ll find you some medicine later. You can take it and take precautions.”

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follow, but before I took two steps, Calvin stopped me. And he arranged for me a lot of work, so I couldn’t go. Mr. Lewis stayed in there all day! He didn’t come out until evening!”

Ziana failed to stop Lillian from talking, and she simply said, “Got it.”

Lillian worked very slowly and seriously but spoke very quickly. As long as she started to talk, the words would follow

in a rush.

“Aren’t you and Mr. Lewis divorced? Why does he always appear in front of you recently? Could it be that he wants to reconcile with you? I still remember his text messages. They are really arrogant and funny.” Lillian pushed open. the door of the bathroom and continued, “But he didn’t cherish when you were married. I think that’s men’s worst instinct. People always say that the forbidden is always desirable… Mr. Lewis, why are you here?”

Boris gave her a cold glance, scaring Lillian to shrink her neck subconsciously.

Thinking of the bad things she said about Boris just now, Lillian was so embarrassed that she wished a hole could

swallow her.

Boris sneered lightly, carried Ewen back into his arms, stood up, and walked out.

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Boris walked to the couch and glanced at Ziana.

Ziana said to Lillian, “Take Ewen to bed. I’ll be there later.”

Lillian hurried forward to pick up Ewen.

Boris raised his eyebrows, fixed his eyes on Ziana, and smiled suddenly. “You can ask me if you want to know anything,” said he.