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.

always had many strange ideas and

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

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

did. However, he wanted to see

always fell asleep

would also be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into

idea when the study became like

a moment before

with water droplets, and

then, someone knocked on

out, “Come in.”

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

did the study

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

expensive but also very

way, all of Miss Scott’s paintings are of you! She paints really well, and she told me

of master. Anyway,

his own

time.

have been proud and

smile, which

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

okay,” Mrs. Bill replied before quickly

easel and flipped through the paintings

was just as Mrs. Bill had said. All of them were of him, in various expressions and from different angles, as though she had been studying him for many years.

were obvious in

her strokes were full of love. Occasionally,

was still excellent.

at them, his expression changing

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

thing was

it a diary?

suspiciously and sat up straight when he

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

blood test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical

sentences seriously, and the words were full of expectation and

to the arrival of the child and also carefully felt the existence of the child, patiently recording the growth of the child.

eyes suddenly became sour and