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.

ideas and endless topics to say

driving into the house, she would run

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

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

fell asleep

be feeling drowsy

had no idea when the study became like

for a moment before walking

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

knocked on the

called out, “Come in.”

to the table and said with concern, “Sir, don’t work too late. Finish up and rest early.”

asked, “When did the study

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

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

you! She paints really well, and

kind of master. Anyway,

own ears, but he could

time.

been proud and confident.

help but smile, which surprised Mrs.

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

okay,” Mrs. Bill replied before quickly

the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana

him, in various expressions and from different angles, as though she

obvious

strokes were full of love. Occasionally,

was still excellent.

expression changing from delight to heaviness.

mood.

was obviously

it a

suspiciously and sat up straight

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy report.

test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

the moment she was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her

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

the child and also carefully felt the existence of the child,

his eyes suddenly became sour and