The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee novel Chapter 395

Chapter 395 Good Night 

Thinking too much? 

That was true. 

Ever since Ziana became suspicious of the past, she often thought about many things these days. 

But Ziana never expected that she would faint in a private restaurant last night. 

She still remembered the headache and trembling feeling at that time, like a person drowning in the sea and about to suffocate. 

No! 

She couldn’t think about it! 

After thinking about it for a while now, Ziana didn’t know if it was a psychological 

effect, but her head was aching, and she had the illusion that her head was about to 

split. 

Ziana felt nervous and immediately rubbed her temples. 

Boris quickly walked over and asked concerned, “Are you not feeling well? Do you have a headache again?” 

“Maybe I didn’t sleep well and felt a little dizzy.” Ziana didn’t tell the truth. 

“Go back and take a nap for a while.” Boris pushed her out as he said, “I’ll call you when 

breakfast is ready.” 

Ziana was surprised and stared at him with rounded eyes. “You can cook?” 

“Are you doubting me?” Boris was amused by her cute reaction, and couldn’t help scratching the tip of her nose. “I am your man, why can’t I cook?” 

Ziana coughed lightly and took a step back uncomfortably. “You’re not my man.” 

“I used to be.” Boris didn’t feel embarrassed at all, but said generously, “I am determined to be your man again in the future, and now I am unilaterally announcing that I am your man. I hope one day, you can also admit my identity, but before that, think about the proposal.” 

“What?” 

“I’m on call to serve you.” Boris took a deep look at her. 

Ziana’s face was a little hot, and she said, “I’m going upstairs first.” 

She turned and hurried away. 

Boris watched her disappear completely before turning around and walking back to the 

kitchen. 

Ziana had lived in Serenity Cove for three years, and she was very familiar with there. 

When she went upstairs, her head was no longer aching. She had been wearing the 

clothes on her body overnight, so she went into the cloakroom, planning to pick out a 

set of clothes. 

Like other places, the cloakroom remained the same as before. 

She had been away for more than a year, but she seemed to be living here. 

This feeling was strange and made her sad. 

The cloakroom was very large, divided into several areas. Most of them were her 

clothes, and there was only a row of shelves of Boris’ clothes. 

Ziana quickly picked out her clothes, and when she was about to leave, she casually 

glanced inside. 

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. 

Between the rows of suits, there was a touch of delicate pink. 

It was so unique and eye-catching. 

Even if only a corner of it was exposed, it made Ziana curious. 

Could it be women’s clothes? 

Which woman? 

She became nervous for a moment. With complicated moods, she walked slowly inside. 

As she got closer, she realized that it was a doll.