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.

ideas and endless topics to say

a car driving into the house, she would run to

arm and welcome him home with a smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long

much as she did. However, he wanted to see how

fell asleep as she spoke.

be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into

no idea when the study became like this.

for a moment before walking over to

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

then, someone knocked

called out,

said with concern, “Sir, don’t work too late. Finish up and rest early.”

did the study become like this?”

of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like

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

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

kind of master. Anyway,

not hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but he could

time.

must have been

couldn’t help but smile, which

intense, Boris coughed lightly and said,

okay,” Mrs. Bill replied before

came to the easel and flipped through

in various expressions

obvious in these paintings.

her strokes were full of love. Occasionally,

was still excellent.

them, his expression changing from delight

and turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He caught sight of a pink notebook sandwiched between books and pulled it out.

thing was obviously Ziana’s.

it a

it suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw what was in it.

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

blood test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her medical reports were

sentences seriously, and the words were full of expectation and

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

his eyes suddenly became