Chapter 162
Chapter 162
Chapter 162 Missed It
Boris’s eyes were blank for a moment, but soon he smiled again.
His smile was weak. His pale face was even more haggard, “I just want to find it out.”
“So what?” Biber sighed, “You’re already divorced, so what if you know her identity?”
Boris didn’t want to hear such words.
He raised his eyes suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became sharp, “So what if we get divorced?”
“So what?” Biber met his eyes, sneered, and simply said it through, “So you have nothing to do with
each other.”
When he was in the bar in Yokley City last time, he made it very clear. But Boris insisted on deceiving himself and refused to accept the reality.
At that time, he saw that Boris was so crazy and originally thought to let Boris make trouble. When Boris had enough tossing, Boris would probably be willing to recognize the reality.
But apparently not.
He tossed himself almost to death this time.
What about the next time?
Thinking of this, Biber’s face was covered with a layer of frost.
Boris’s expression was not much better.
He straightened up, “She will never make it in this life! There is a child! That is me and her child. I am the father of the child, and we will get entangled in this life!”
After he roared excitedly, his chest was still trembling violently.
Biber looked at him calmly. Biber’s mocking gaze was like the cold water pouring down his head.
Boris suddenly felt cold all over, but his cheeks were hot.
These two extreme feelings made him suddenly angry.
He gritted his teeth and said, “She takes my son with her. Even if she is divorced, she is still my woman. If I don’t agree, she can’t be with other men! If she dares, I’ll kill that man!”
Biber didn’t speak.
No one responded and the entire ward became extremely silent.
The silence was disconcerting and embarrassing.
Boris pursed his lips, and continued, “She said she liked me and would love me forever. She can’t change her mind! She just got hurt by me forcing her to divorce. She liked me so much before, I know, she is angry. I have neglected her for the past three years, so it is normal for her to make a
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Biber still didn’t say a word.
Boris was in a hurry, “Why don’t you talk!”
Biber smiled, “What do you want me to say?”
Boris felt very painful. His thin lips trembled slightly, “Say something. You know, she likes me very
much.”
“Boris, stop lying to yourself.” Biber said slowly.
He spoke calmly, but he felt that he seemed to be holding a knife and cutting his heart one after another, “No one will like someone forever, and love has an end. She liked you before, so naturally
won’t like you.”
“I don’t believe it!”
“It’s the truth if you don’t believe it!” Biber suddenly raised his voice, “Emotions will be consumed, and so is liking! She likes you, but what have you done in the past three years?”
Boris’s face changed, and he subconsciously stopped him, “Stop talking.”
However, Biber became cruel and completely ignored him, “You squandered her liking wantonly, you turned a blind eye to her, you teased her like a pet when you were happy, and ridiculed her when you were unhappy, you relied on she liked you so much and hurts her again and again.”
“I said stop!” Boris roared. Livia in the room frightened froze in place, not daring to breathe.
“Why don’t you let me talk about it?” Biber put his arms around his chest and said with a sneer, “She is a human being, not a rock, and she will be sad, hurt, and distressed. But you don’t care, you never thought about her feelings, and you even don’t hesitate to scold her to force her to divorce. How can you let her continue to like you like this?”
Boris pinched his hands tightly, staring at Biber.
Biber showed no sympathy on his face, “You forced her to leave, so you deserve it now.”
Boris couldn’t bear to listen any more.
“She doesn’t like you anymore, you deserve it. She wants to find a new man, and you deserve it.” Biber said almost cruelly, “I told you in those three years that if you like her, you should treat her better. You don’t care, so what you are doing now is self-inflicted, and you don’t deserve sympathy
at all.”
Boris couldn’t open his mouth.
He felt severe pain in his throat. Even the burning pain in his heart, which even made him want to
cry.
Biber smiled lightly at this moment.
He said the most vicious words in the gentlest tone, “Boris, you have already missed it.”
“I don’t…” He shook his head, “I don’t want it.”
“It’s not up to you.” Biber said soberly, “She won’t give you another chance.”
“But you clearly know that I divorced her because…” Boris looked at him, “I have reasons.”
“That’s your choice too. You made your own choice, and now you have to bear the result.”
Boris pursed his lips.
The decision to divorce was indeed made by him.
Because at that time, he felt that even if they divorced, she would still love him.
How could a woman who came out of the mountain forget him? How could she fall in love with
others?
He was very confident. He thought that when the plan was implemented step by step if everything went well, he would come back and remarry her at worst.
After all, she bore him a child.
With great mercy, he could continue to allow her to be the hostess of the Lewis family.
But the current situation was completely beyond his control.
Why was she the daughter of the Scott Company!
And why did she come to the Coupling Reality Show to find a man?
He felt panic and powerless.
Biber stood up at this moment, patted him on the shoulder, “If you miss it, don’t force it.”
Boris watched him and Livia leave, opened his mouth several times, but couldn’t make a sound.
He wanted to promise Biber.
He wanted to stop pushing.
His arrogant self-esteem also made him give up.
Wasn’t it just a woman?
There were a lot of women!
Women who want to marry Boris could line up from Japera City to Northern City!
It was just Ziana. Even if she was the daughter of the Scott Company, so what?
What she had, other women had. And even other women know how to please him better than her.
But in the end, he just shook his head slowly. His voice was dull, obscure, but firm, “I can’t do it.”
He couldn’t let go.
He would rather be so painfully entangled than let go.
Boris rubbed his face hard, called Nell in, and asked, “Is Ziana dating anyone this week?”
He knew her the rebound fellow group and picked one person to date every week.
Nell coughed lightly, “Our people didn’t see Ziana go out, but I saw someone visiting.”
“Male or female?”
Nell chuckled, noticing his eyes, and quickly restrained his expression, “Male.”
“What about the information?”
Nell immediately handed over a stack of documents respectfully.
Boris turned to the first page and said expressionlessly, “Edison?”