The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee By Vera Whitehead Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Divorced Right after Giving Birth

Late at night, a Rolls-Royce parked at the gate of the most luxurious private hospital in Japera City.

The bodyguard quickly stepped forward to open the car door, and a dignified and handsome man stepped out.

"Mr. Lewis, Mrs. Lewis gave birth to a baby boy." The director of the hospital greeted the man personally, nodding and bowing eagerly to share the good news. Unexpectedly, Boris's cold face did not show the joy of being a father for the first time but instead. showed a bit of sarcasm. "Good. Now she can f*k off!”

Boris started to walk in, and the director of the hospital hurriedly followed in fear,

Hearing his words, could it be that this was not his child?

No way!

The one in the delivery room, looking as timid as a rabbit, dared to cheat on Boris Lewis?

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor.

Boris took the document from the secretary and glanced coldly at everyone. Then, he signaled them to stop, pushed the door open, and walked into the room by himself.

Ziana, who was playing with the baby, heard the movement and looked over. Her little face immediately blushed with shyness.

"Boris, are you here to see the baby and me? I thought you were busy with work and will only be here in a few days: By the way, this is our son..."

Boris interrupted her without emotion, "It's your son, not mine."

"Boris... what do you mean?" Ziana asked, biting her lip in confusion, and the beautiful big eyes

glistened.

Boris turned a blind eye. "It means that I don't care about this child. If my grandpa didn't support

you, I would have taken you to get an abortion."

Ziana's face turned pale instantly.

She looked at Boris with fear, "But he is really cute, so can you take a look at him? You will like him

after just one look."

Ziana knew that Boris didn't like her because Ziana was vulgar, born in the mountains, but this was their child, the closest connection between the two of them!

With a hint of expectation, she held the baby carefully and wanted to show Boris as if offering a

treasure.

Boris was extremely irritable, "Even if I take a hundred or a thousand looks, I wouldn't like such a thing! Don't you know how did he come here? Only a country bumpkin like you dares to set me up and drug me. It's such a dirty move. You are so vile and shameless! You make me sick! Get lost!"

Boris pushed them away in disgust. Ziana hit the head of the bed directly, and the baby in her arms was awakened and began to cry non-stop.

"Oh, my baby... Hush, little baby. Don't cry. Mommy is here."

She frantically coaxed her son, but the little guy didn't stop and still cried at the top of his voice. Soon he was out of breath.

Boris became even more annoyed, and instead of feeling distressed, he scolded in a low voice, "It's so noisy! If you can't make him stop within a minute, I'll throw him out of the window!" "No!" Ziana was terrified, and tears streamed down her face.

She tremblingly begged Boris, "I'll make him stop right now! Please don't throw him!"

Her baby was still too young, and he had just come into this world.

She needed to protect him!

Ziana couldn't care about anything right now and hurriedly untied her loose pajamas.

Seeing this, Boris was furious. "Ziana! Are you still trying to seduce me? Will you die without a man?"

"No!" Ziana pursed her lips, turned her body slightly, and began to feed the baby. "I'm just feeding the baby."

Sure enough, the baby stopped crying when he had something to eat. Ziana was relieved and looked at Boris from the corner of her

eye.

However, when Ziana saw that Boris turned his back and didn't look at her at all, Ziana couldn't help but look sad.

Boris hated her, hated everything about her, and he didn't even want to take a look at her body. In the

past three years, Boris only had touched her that one night when he was drugged.

The room was quiet, and there was an indescribable ambiguity and depression in the air.

Boris didn't look at her anymore, but the strange thing was that her well-shaped figure always appeared in front of his eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled. Boris didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he threw the document in his hand on her and said, "Sign this!"

"What is this?"

Ziana's pupils shrank when she suddenly saw the words of the divorce agreement.

"Do you want to divorce me?" Ziana's soft voice was breaking. "Why? Do we have to? Can you give us another chance?"

Boris just wanted to finish it quickly, and every sentence he said was more ruthless.

"I advise you to sign now, and you can still get some money. If I lose my patience, you can't get anything!"

"For a person like you who came out of the mountains, twenty million is enough for you to live a happy and easy life. Don't be ignorant!"

"Ziana, I don't have much patience. I'll count to ten, and you'd better sign it, or I'll take your child

away!"

After Boris finished speaking, he clapped his hands, and a row of tall and strong bodyguards poured in from outside the door, waiting for orders with their hands behind their backs.

As long as Boris gave an order, they would rush over and sn*tch her child.

Boris was not joking, and he could really do such a thing!

As Boris didn't love Ziana, he didn't feel pity for her at all!

As Boris didn't love Ziana, he threatened her with the child she cared about most!

Ziana closed her eyes and was so angry that she couldn't speak a word.

Ziana thought three years was long enough to warm his heart, but his heart was a stone!

So even if she pushed a child out for him, Boris could still say something vicious like throwing the

child downstairs!

Three years, not three days, not three months, but three full years, more than a thousand days and nights!

Even a dog wouldn't be so cruel, would it?

Ziana pinched her fingers with all her strength, bit her lips, and said word by word, "I'll sign!"

"Leave Japera City after the divorce. When I see you later, we'll be a stranger!"

"Okay! Whatever you want!"

She picked up a pen and wrote down her name in a chic and smooth manner. When she put on the cap of the pen, she watched him with tears in her eyes.

"But if you didn't like me, why did you agree to marry me? I said before we got married that you could refuse this marriage at any time, and I would never force it. I thought you agreed to marry me because you liked me a little. Why?"

Boris picked up the document and looked at it, making sure that she had signed it before handing it

over to the secretary.

He snorted with a half smile, "If I didn't marry you, my grandpa wouldn't hand over the company to me. Don't you know about this? What are you pretending to do? Ziana, the most disgusting thing about you is that you pretend too much in front of me. Now that the marriage is over, I'll have someone transfer the money tomorrow. As for the ward, you can stay here until you are ready to leave the hospital. I'm not that heartless."

The man walked away, and the sp*cious and luxurious room became dead silent again.

Ziana leaned on the bed dejectedly, and it took her a long time to let out a s*b.

She was the daughter of the Scott family and had always lived in the mountains. When she was eighteen years old, she learned that she had a marriage deal with Boris Lewis.

She didn't want to marry him at first, but she fell in love with Boris the first time she saw him.

Boris was handsome, tall, upright, and dignified, in line with all her fantasies about her husband,

so she fell for him without hesitation.

It was just that she didn't expect that in his eyes, she was just a stepping stone to getting the

company's inheritance rights.

Now that he had achieved his goal, Ziana had lost her value, so Boris couldn't wait to get rid of her.

Her self-righteous relationship in the past three years was a great joke!

Ziana had cried for a long time until her phone rang.

"Miss Scott, you have been away for too long, and we are waiting for you to come back. Do you want me to pick you up now?"