Chapter 141


    Chapter 141 You’re Disgusting


    Nell quickly opened a presidential suite and helped Boris inside.


    It was alreadyte at night.


    Boris had actually consumed a fair amount of alcohol that evening, and now that the alcohol had hit


    him, he stumbled and copsed onto the sofa as soon as he entered the room.


    Since Nell couldn’t carry Boris any further, she went to get a thin nket and covered him with it.


    At this point, the hotel staff had delivered hangover pills and water.


    After thanking the waiter, Nell went to the sofa and whispered, “Mr. Lewis, please take some pills and


    drink some water.”


    Boris had his arm over his eyes and couldn’t tell whose voice it was, but he subconsciously assumed it


    was Ziana.


    He rxed and murmured, “Feed me.”


    What?


    Nell was shocked. This was the first time Mr. Lewis had ever made such a request.


    However, as an excellent assistant, Nell hesitated for only a second before deciding toply.


    After all, he didn’t want to lose his job or be sent to Firia!


    Nell poured the water into adle and brought it to Boris’s lips, spoonful by spoonful.


    At this point, Boris was nothing like the cu**ing strategist he was during the day.


    When the water was almost finished, Nell was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Boris suddenly


    shook violently.


    He couldn’t believe what was happening as he looked at Boris’s hand.


    Boris’s hand was holding onto Nell’s and rubbing his fingers on the back of his hand, sending


    shivers down Nell’s spine!


    What the hell…


    What was going on here…


    In a split second, Nell’s body reacted before his mind caught up.


    He tried to withdraw his hand, but Boris held on tightly. He had to exert a little force, and Boris opened


    his eyes, displeased.


    Their eyes met.


    When Boris closed his eyes, he saw Ziana, but when he opened them, he suddenly found Nell. It was


    an indescribable feeling.


    Boris red at Nell and said angrily, “What are you doing here?”


    Nell thought, “I’d love to leave, but aren’t you the one holding me back?”


    He coughed and said, “Mr. Lewis, please let go of my hand.”


    Boris realized he was holding Nell’s hand and immediately let go, grumbling, “Nell, you’re disgusting!”


    Nell was speechless, “Mr. Lewis, it was you who insisted on touching my hand…”


    As Nell spoke, he met Boris’s threatening gaze, causing him to quickly change his tune, “Alright, fine. It


    was me who put my hand in yours, Mr. Lewis.”


    “Get out,” Boris warned coldly, “Don’t tell anyone what happened tonight!”


    Nell felt like he had been pardoned and quickly made his escape.


    The hangover soup had done its job to some extent.


    Boris sat in a daze for a while, then took a shower before finally lying down on the bed and falling


    into a deep sleep.


    He wasn’t sure if it was due to the alcohol or something else, but he dreamt of his first meeting with


    Ziana.


    It was in Lewis’ backyard.


    Eighteen-year-old Ziana, wearing a white dress, has bright features and brown curly hair.


    She stood in a colorful flower bed, looking just as beautiful as the spring.


    When she saw him, she smiled and said, “Hi, I’m your fiancée. I’m satisfied with you, so I’m here to


    fulfill our engagement. You have the right to refuse, but if you refuse me, I will go to someone


    else.”


    Boris’s drunkenness had a real impact on Ziana.


    She didn’t sleep well all night because of him, so she woke up very grumpy the next morning.


    Viewers of the show could feel her depression through the screen.


    [What’s wrong with Ziana? She doesn’t seem very happy. Hey, where’s Mr. Lewis?]


    [I came here around six in the morning, and Mr. Lewis was not there…]


    Get Bonus


    [Weren’t they sleeping in the same roomst night? Does anyone know what happened?]


    [Could it be that they foughtst night, and Mr. Lewis got angry and left?]


    [I’m guessing Mr. Lewis went to find Vivi! LOL!]


    Ziana finished washing listlessly, but Boris hadn’te back yet.


    She remembered what had happenedst night and thought that Boris probably wouldn’te


    back again.


    Boris was petty, had a strong ego, and was easily angered. For the past three years, she had been


    catering to him and treating him like a prince. In this rtionship, he acted like a spoiled child, and


    whenever something didn’t go his way, he would get angry.


    When Boris got angry, he could do many childish and ridiculous things.


    He wouldn’t care if the online friends insulted or mocked Ziana because of his mid-way departure;


    he only cared about his ownfort.


    As Ziana thought this, eight o’clock came, and Boris still had not returned.


    The barrage of messages was also asking where Boris was.


    Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.


    Ziana and viewers looked towards the door, but instead of Boris, Mr. Zern walked in.


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    When Mr. Zern saw Ziana, he was even more obsequious than before.


    He said politely, “Miss Scott, can we talk?”


    Mr. Zern delivered the news with a bitter expression that they had been unable to get in touch with


    Boris since this morning. Despite contacting Nell, they still hadn’t received a clear answer. Instead,


    Nell suggested that Mr. Zern find a temporary male guest.


    “So, what do you think?” He asked Ziana, “If Mr. Lewis doesn’t show up by nine, shall we invite a


    temporary male guest?”


    Ziana was actually relieved that Boris didn’t show up.


    She smiled and nodded, “No problem.”


    “However, because the time is too short, we need to find a male guest immediately. We might not be


    able to do that… Miss Scott, if you have any suitable or interested male guests, you can invite them to


    come to the site.”


    Ziana understood the difficulty in his words and made a gesture, “I’ll find someone myself. If you can’t


    find one, it’s okay.”


    Get Bonus


    Mr. Zern was grateful and finally heaved a sigh of relief.


    He wanted to thank Ziana but saw she was ying with her phone.


    He sneaked a nce and noticed that the group was called “Backup Maintenance Base,” and


    couldn’t help but wonder.


    A rebound fellow group?


    Who would bring all their rebounds together in one chat group?


    Wouldn’t there be endless fights in that chat group?>


    Mr. Zern was very curious and continued to sneak a peek with his eyes askance, and then he saw


    Ziana send a message.


    Queen Ziana: [@All members, Yokley City, Warren Hotel, Room 606, someonee to keep me


    In less than half a minute, the quiet group became active.


    No. 88: [Yo, who is this? Could it be that I miss Ziana so much that I’m seeing things?]


    No. 111: [It can’t be Ziana’s. She’s currently participating in the Coupling Reality Show. How could


    she remember us?]


    No. 169: [Sigh, who can understand the feeling of falling in love with a free-spirited girl?]


    No. 88: [Only thinks of us when she needs something? Toote! I don’t think anyone will have any


    sess with her today!]


    No. 372: [She has us, why does she still need to participate in the Coupling Reality Show? What’s the


    meaning of this?]


    No. 9: [@372 What’s the meaning? She doesn’t love us any more! She’s fickle! She’s looking for


    some new men!]


    No. 88: [Did you all hear that? I’m the first one not going! Bros, have some backbone, don’t go!]


    No. 483: [Today, we are all poor souls abandoned by Ziana! I, for one, am not going. My heart has


    been shattered.]


    Ziana raised her eyebrows slightly.


    Mr. Zern saw the messages in the group and thought she couldn’t find anyone, causing him to worry


    even more.


    Just then, the notification sound suddenly rang incessantly.