The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 252 Will You Marry Me or Not?

This guess made his heart beat faster and his palms sweat.

Ziana was twenty–one now, and exactly five years ago, she was sixteen.

When he was hypnotized by Hank Johnson, the young and tender face he saw in his mind happened to be Ziana’s.

How could there be such a coincidence?

Only one time could be considered a coincidence.

But several things all related to her could not be explained as coincidences anymore.

Could it be that Ziana had saved him five years ago, but for some reason, they all lost their memory?

Boris thought of the frequent nightmares, the series of paintings that made him uncomfortable, and the evasive words of Colter.

Everything around him seemed to be reminding him of something, but it was too chaotic and confusing for him to make sense of it.

But he would definitely get to the bottom of this.

When Boris went upstairs to shower, Mrs. Bill had just finished cooking.

After finishing his meal, Boris went to his study.

The information about the game company under Sean’s name had been sent to his mailbox by Nell.

However, when he pushed open the door, he was stunned.

His study was completely different from how he remembered it.

There was a vase on the table, a fish tank in front of the French windows, and a few easels next to

the bookshelf.

The vase was filled with red roses, the tropical fish in the aquarium were brightly colored, and the

paintings that hadn’t been hung on the wall had soft and warm tones.

The dark–gray room was originally solemn and cold, suddenly bursting with vitality with the addition of these new things.

Boris felt both strange and shocked at the same time.

He realized that it had been almost a year since he had been in this room.

He rarely brought work home, and when he came home, Ziana would always pester him as soon as he entered the door.

and endless

driving into the house, she would run to the

that it had taken him so long to come back, and then she would

woman who could talk as much as she did. However, he

she always fell asleep as she spoke.

time she fell asleep, he would also be feeling drowsy and

had no idea when the study became

before walking over to the desk.

in the vase, which were still stained with water droplets, and the

someone knocked

called out,

brought fruit and water to the table and said with concern, “Sir, don’t work too late.

nodded and suddenly asked, “When did the study become

the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her. You have a quiet personality, but Miss Scott

fish herself. They are not only expensive but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me

the way, all of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you! She paints really well,

kind of master. Anyway, she’s very

said with his own ears, but he could imagine her

time.

been proud and

but smile, which surprised Mrs. Bill.

intense, Boris coughed lightly and

Bill replied before quickly leaving the

easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana

just as Mrs. Bill had said. All of them were of him, in various

obvious in these paintings.

of love. Occasionally, a few paintings were messy,

was still excellent.

his expression changing from delight to

chair and turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He caught sight of a pink notebook sandwiched between

was obviously

it a diary?

straight when he saw

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

to be pregnant, almost all her medical

sentences seriously, and the

and also carefully felt

it, his eyes suddenly