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.

and endless topics

of a car driving into the house, she would run

his arm and welcome him home with a smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long to come back, and then she would tell him some interesting stories.

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

she always fell asleep as she

be

had no idea when the study became

moment before

the vase, which were still stained with

knocked on the

called out, “Come in.”

and water to the table and said with concern,

did the study

where he was looking and paused before answering, “Oh, these were all arranged by Miss Scott. She said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added

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

you! She paints really well, and she

kind of master. Anyway, she’s

what Ziana said with his own

time.

have been proud and confident.

smile, which surprised

too intense, Boris coughed lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go and rest

okay,” Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving the study.

to the easel and flipped

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

obvious in these

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

was still excellent.

them, his expression

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

thing was obviously

a

straight

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her medical reports

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

felt the existence of

his eyes suddenly became sour