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

car driving into the house,

that it had taken him so long to come back,

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

always fell asleep as she spoke.

would also be feeling drowsy

idea when the study became like

moment before walking over to the desk.

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

knocked on the

out, “Come

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

nodded and suddenly asked, “When did the study

lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her. You have

herself. They are not only expensive but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me to take good care

of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you! She paints really

Anyway,

said with his own ears, but he could imagine

time.

have been

couldn’t help but smile, which surprised

lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go

before quickly

came to the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana

them were of him, in various expressions

were obvious in

were full of love. Occasionally, a few paintings were

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression changing from

a complicated mood. He caught sight of a pink notebook

thing was obviously Ziana’s.

a diary?

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

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical reports were in

seriously, and the words

forward to the arrival of the child and also carefully felt the existence of the

eyes