The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 433 Staying With Him at Night 

Ziana took Boris to have a brain CT and the results came out quickly.

It was just as she had imagined. Except for some bruises that hadn’t completely faded, everything else was normal.

The attending doctor stared at the test report for a long time and finally looked at Ziana. “Ms. Ava, so what’s the cause?”

“If it’s just this much bruising, it shouldn’t make him stupid,” Ziana said. She noticed Boris and thought of something, and continued, “But it’s not necessarily true. The brain is actually very fragile. He’s had PTSD before and was on psychotropic drugs for a while.”

The doctor said, “That’s possible, but I’d have to consult with a doctor in that area.”

“Leave it to me.” Ziana looked at the cute Boris and softened her tone, “I’ll find the cause as soon as possible.”

Boris was such a good person. She was not going to let him become a fool.

Zezili was old and the Lewis family only had one heir left. What would happen to the Lewis Company if he didn’t recover?

Ziana looked at Boris with worry. Boris seemed to notice something and suddenly looked up.

His eyes were fixed on her. He suddenly pouted his mouth pitifully and rubbed his stomach without saying a word.

Ziana was touched by such a cute action of his.

Ziana was used to seeing the serious Boris. When she saw him like this, Ziana’s motherly nature was aroused. She seemed to have accepted such a cute and lovable Boris.

“Come on, I’ll take you to dinner.” She said and extended her hand towards him.

Boris pursed his lips and took her hand.

The woman’s hand was small and soft and seemed to be fragrant. He held it gently, not daring to make any other move.

Ziana led him back to the ward, Biber and Steven and others were still there.

When they saw them coming back, they hurriedly asked for the results.

After Ziana informed the result, Steven wailed at once.

Just at that time, Donald brought in the food he had bought and set it out on the table one by one.

Ziana asked Boris to dinner. Boris sat down, grabbed the utensils, and tried to eat.

But his grip on the fork was not right at all.

Steven was distressed. “Boris, that’s not the way to use a fork!”

Boris didn’t listen, but he couldn’t pick up the food..

Steven was about to make a move when Biber held him down.

He was puzzled and confused.

The next moment, Ziana showed Boris how to use the fork.

Boris followed suit.

“Awesome.” Ziana felt in a trance that she seemed to be raising an older Ewen. “Eat more, your stomach.”

The more Steven looked at such a warm and friendly picture, the more his heart broke.

“I’m going out for a break.” He said, sadly fleeing the ward.

Biber gave Livia a wink.

Livia understood it and said worriedly. “Mr. Howard looks very sad, should we go and check?”

“Boris has always been his idol and the person he admires the most. Boris suddenly became a fool, so he can’t accept it. The blow must be great to him.” Biber and she echoed each other. “I’ll go and comfort him.”

He finished and nodded to Ziana. “Ziana, please take care of Boris.”

Ziana couldn’t refuse. She was just about to explain when, in the blink of an eye, Biber had disappeared. She moved her lips and looked at Livia helplessly.

Livia shrugged her shoulders and hurriedly said, “I’ll go too!”

She said and left the ward in a flash.

Ziana had expected them to come back later. But it was getting dark, and there was still no sign of them.

She called Steven, but no one answered. She called Biber, and after a few seconds of ringing, she heard a familiar voice. novelbin

“Ziana?” Biber’s voice was low and deep, with a slight drunkenness. “Is something wrong?”

“I wanted to ask where are you guys. It’s getting late, and I’m ready to go home.”

She had Ewen waiting at home. Ewen was so attached to her now that he wouldn’t go to bed until he was kissed and hugged.

“Steven is in a bad mood and drinking. I’m keeping him company.” Biber explained his position. “If you want to go home, go back. There’s a caregiver in the hospital, and he’ll take care of Boris.”

Ziana hung up the phone and said to the caregiver in the ward. “I’m going home, keep an eye on him tonight.”

The nurse nodded. “Yes. Don’t worry.”

Ziana was just about to get up when her hand was suddenly grabbed hard.

Boris’ eyes were red, and he was biting his lip, looking vulnerable and pathetic. “Don’t leave.”

“I’ll come back tomorrow,” Ziana said.

Boris shook his head pitifully. It was a silly gesture that he hadn’t bothered to make before.

“Don’t leave.” He repeated as if he were about to cry out. “Don’t leave.”

Ziana had to explain to him patiently. “It’s dark, and I’m going back to bed. I’ll see you when I wake up.”

Boris patted his bed and looked at her with a pout. His meaning was clear.

Ziana understood. “You want me to sleep here?”

Without waiting for his answer, she added. “No, I want to go home. Good boy.”

She pushed his hand away and Boris wiped his eyes in great hurt.

She frowned but got up anyway.

Boris followed and got up.

She gave him a look and headed out the door.

Boris also got right out of bed and walked out barefoot.

Ziana looked at him in surprise and cruelly took a few more steps. When she looked back, he was following behind her.

The tall, upright man was hanging his head down, like a child who had made a mistake.

When she looked at him, his two eyes looked at her, making her heart turn soft.

Ziana couldn’t bear to leave Boris like this, but she missed her baby Ewen, who was still waiting for her at home.

When she was in a dilemma, Boris came to her side at some point. He took his hand tightly and looked at her like a puppy dog. He didn’t say anything, but his eyes said it all. He wanted her to stay with him.

Ziana let out a long sigh and nodded helplessly under his gaze. “Come on, let’s go back to the ward.”

Boris immediately smiled.

His mouth was smiling and his eyes were smiling. He was adorable.

Ziana called Donald and stayed at the hospital.

The nurse saw her go and return and said sensibly. “I’ll go get your overnight supplies.”

Overnight supplies…

Ziana nodded her head. She was only here to keep him company, but always felt shy about the way the caregiver looked at her.

Her cheeks suddenly flushed and she looked at Boris.

Boris’ eyes were full of pure delight.

Ziana uncomfortably ruffled her hair.

The man had become a fool, like a three-year-old. What could she be thinking?

She didn’t think anything, and it was the caregiver who misunderstood her.

Ziana was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn’t notice at all that Boris looked at her red earlobe, his eyes growing deeper and deeper.