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

the sound of a car driving into the house,

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

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

fell asleep as she spoke.

would also be

he had no idea when the study became

paused for a moment before

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

then, someone knocked on

called out,

to the table and said with concern,

did the study become like this?”

style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her. You have a quiet personality,

fish herself. They are not only expensive but also very delicate, and she

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

of master. Anyway, she’s

Ziana said with his own ears, but he could imagine her expression at

time.

been proud and

help but smile, which surprised Mrs.

gaze was too intense, Boris coughed lightly and

Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving the study.

to the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had

of them were of him, in various expressions and

were obvious

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

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression changing

down on the chair and turned on the computer in a complicated mood.

was

it a diary?

up straight when he saw

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical

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

and also carefully felt the existence of the

it, his eyes suddenly