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.

many strange ideas and endless topics to say to him.

time she heard the sound of a car driving into the house, she would

would complain that it had

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

asleep

be

had no idea when

moment before walking over to the desk.

looked at the red roses in the vase, which were still stained with water droplets, and

knocked on the

called out,

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

asked, “When did the study

said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so

only expensive but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me to take good care of them.”

of you! She paints

of master. Anyway, she’s very impressive.”

did not hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but

time.

must have been proud and confident.

couldn’t help but smile,

gaze was too intense, Boris coughed lightly and said,

Bill replied before

the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had

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

were obvious in

of love. Occasionally, a few paintings were messy,

was still excellent.

them, his expression changing from delight to

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

thing was obviously

it a diary?

straight when he

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

blood test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

be pregnant, almost all her medical reports were

seriously, and the

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

it, his eyes suddenly became sour and swollen.