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

a car driving into the house, she would run to the door to welcome him.

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

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

always fell asleep as

he would also be feeling drowsy

had no idea when the study became like this.

before walking over to

red roses in the vase, which were still stained with water droplets, and the water in the vase was also newly

knocked on the

called out,

to the table and said with concern, “Sir, don’t

“When did the

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

only expensive but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me to

Scott’s paintings are of you! She paints really well,

Anyway, she’s very impressive.”

hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but he could imagine her expression at that

time.

been

help but smile, which

lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go and

Bill replied before quickly leaving the

and flipped through the

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

were obvious in these

of love. Occasionally, a few paintings were messy,

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression changing from

turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He caught

thing was obviously

a diary?

suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw what was in

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

to be pregnant, almost

always record a few sentences seriously, and the words were full of

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

eyes suddenly