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

a car driving into the

she would complain that it had taken him so long to come back,

she did. However, he wanted to see how long she

always fell asleep as she

she fell asleep, he would also be feeling drowsy and

idea when

before walking over to the

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

someone knocked on

out, “Come

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

“When did the study become like this?”

the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her. You have

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

the way, all of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you!

of master. Anyway, she’s

not hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but he could imagine her expression at that

time.

must have been proud and confident.

but smile, which surprised Mrs. Bill.

coughed lightly and

Bill replied before quickly leaving the

and flipped

had said. All of them were of him, in various expressions and from different angles,

emotions were obvious in

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

was still excellent.

them, his expression changing from delight to heaviness.

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

was

it a diary?

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

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

moment she was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her medical reports

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

felt the existence of the

eyes