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 topics to say to him.

of a car driving into the house, she

smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long to come

never met a woman who could talk as much as she did. However, he wanted to see how long she could talk, so

fell asleep as she spoke.

asleep, he would also be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into the study.

idea when

for a moment before

were still stained with water

knocked on the door.

called out,

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

suddenly asked, “When did the study become like

Scott. She said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she

but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me to take

paintings are of you! She paints really well, and she told

kind of master. Anyway, she’s very

with his own ears,

time.

must have been proud and

but smile, which

lightly and

Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving

to the easel and flipped through the paintings

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

obvious in these

love. Occasionally, a few paintings were messy, but the technique

was still excellent.

expression changing from delight to heaviness.

turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He

thing was

it a diary?

sat up straight when

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy report.

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her

a few sentences seriously, and the words were

the arrival of the child and also carefully felt the existence of the child, patiently recording the

it, his eyes suddenly became