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.

strange ideas and endless topics to say to

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

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

met a woman who could talk as much as she did. However, he wanted to see how

always fell asleep

would also be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into the study.

when the study became like

for a moment before walking

stained with water droplets, and the water in the vase was

someone knocked on the

called out,

table and said with concern, “Sir, don’t work too

asked, “When did

of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added

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

of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you!

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

his own ears, but he could imagine her

time.

have been proud and confident.

help but smile, which surprised Mrs. Bill.

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

Mrs. Bill replied before

came to the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had done.

of them were of him, in various expressions and from different angles, as though she had been studying him

obvious in these paintings.

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

was still excellent.

at them, his expression changing

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

thing was obviously

a

suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy report.

blood test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her medical reports were

few sentences seriously, and

the arrival of the child and also carefully felt

his eyes