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.

had many strange ideas and endless topics to say to him.

the sound of a car driving into the house, she

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

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

always fell asleep

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

no idea when the

a moment before

the red roses in the vase, which were still stained with

someone knocked

called out, “Come

Bill brought fruit and water to the table and said with

and suddenly asked, “When did

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 is lively.

fish herself. They are not only expensive but also very delicate, and

paintings are of you! She

of master. Anyway, she’s very

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

time.

must have been proud and

couldn’t help but smile, which

her gaze was too intense, Boris coughed lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go and rest first.”

Bill replied before quickly leaving the study.

the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana

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

were obvious

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

was still excellent.

his expression

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

was obviously Ziana’s.

a

straight when he saw

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy report.

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

moment she was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her

a few sentences seriously, and the

looked forward to the arrival of the child and also carefully felt the existence

his eyes suddenly became