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 to say to him.

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

it

a woman who could talk as much as she did. However, he wanted

fell asleep as she spoke.

also be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t

had no idea when

for a moment before

still stained with water droplets, and the water in

someone knocked on

out, “Come in.”

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

suddenly asked, “When did the study become like this?”

was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like

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

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

master. Anyway, she’s very

not hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but he could imagine her expression

time.

been proud and confident.

couldn’t help but smile, which

coughed lightly and said,

Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving

easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had

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

obvious in these

were full of love. Occasionally,

was still excellent.

at them, his expression changing from delight to heaviness.

mood. He caught sight of

thing was obviously Ziana’s.

a diary?

suspiciously and sat up straight

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy report.

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

the moment she was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her medical reports were in

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

the child and also carefully felt the

Boris looked at it, his eyes suddenly