The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress

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Chapter 170 The Final Winner

Listening to his accusation, Ziana’s eyes fell on his reed eyes, with a somewhat perplexed expression.

What was he wronged?

What could he be wronged?

She used to regard him as the most important person. But what did he do then?

He ignored her, treated her coldly, and mocked her.

So why did he show this wounded appearance now?

Ziana squeezed her fingers and suddenly smiled.

She nodded, with a calm expression on her face. But what she said made him more and more panicked.

She said, “Now you are not important to me, and will become less and less important.”

She said, “Actually, I am not that important to you. You are just not reconciled. Your redemption is not because of love, but because you think you have been provoked, just like a male creature will circle a territory. And this territory cannot be tolerated.”

She said, “Do you know why after the divorce, I can still have a good talk with you instead of turning against each other?”

He looked up blankly.

Although he didn’t know what she would say next, he concluded that those words would only sound worse than now.

He opened his mouth and said in a h*rse voice, “I don’t want to know. Please stop.”

She didn’t seem to expect his reply but continued on her own.

Boris wanted to turn a deaf ear. But her voice, as if magic, desperately drilled into his mind.

She said, “Because I really loved you. So even though you were not decent, I think that my sincere devotion in the past three years

should not have ended in a more embarrassing end. I loved the wrong person. I admit it, but I can’t cruelly make this relationship

more embarrassing. In that case, wouldn’t I be a joke for the past three years?”

She said, “So, I don’t blame you. What I have learned the most in the past three years is self-consolation. I told myself that it is not your fault that you don’t like me. In fact, you have not done anything wrong. You just don’t like me. That’s all.”

She said, “Is it wrong for you not to like me? No. Because you don’t like me, you don’t respond to me. Because you don’t like me, you

don’t care about me. Because you don’t like me, you don’t want to touch me. Because you don’t like me, so you don’t dote on me.”

She also said, “In addition to feelings, you can even be said to be generous to me in life. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have unrealistic

fantasies about someone who doesn’t like me. But you are also at fault, I don’t blame you for not loving me, but I blame you for using

me. You shouldn’t use a woman’s feelings and consume a woman’s three years to get your company.”

Boris was keenly aware that this might be an opportunity to save Ziana.

She cared about this matter, so as long as he explained it, she might go back to his side.

She might continue to love him like before.

So he shook his head and denied, “No, I can explain that matter.”

“It’s unnecessary.” Ziana looked at him, “I don’t care anymore.”