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.

always had many strange ideas and endless topics to say to

she heard the sound of a car driving into the house, she would run to the door

home with a smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long to come back, and then she would tell him some interesting

a woman who could talk as much as she did. However, he wanted to see how long she could talk, so

she always fell asleep

she fell asleep, he would also be feeling drowsy and

no idea when

a moment before

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

knocked on

called out,

and said with

suddenly asked, “When did the study

was looking and paused before answering, “Oh, these were all arranged by Miss Scott. She said 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

not only expensive but also very delicate, and she

all of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you! She paints really well, and she

of master. Anyway, she’s

said with his own ears,

time.

been proud

smile, which surprised

too intense, Boris coughed lightly

Bill replied before

to the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had done.

said. All of them were of him, in various expressions and from different angles, as though she had been studying him for many years.

emotions were obvious in these

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

was still excellent.

at them, his expression changing from delight to heaviness.

down on the chair and turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He

was

it a

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

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical reports

always record a few sentences seriously, and the words

felt the existence of

Boris looked at it, his eyes suddenly became sour