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.

had many strange ideas and endless topics

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

would complain that it had taken

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

she always fell asleep as

fell asleep, he would also be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into the

no idea when the

moment before walking over to the

were still stained with

then, someone knocked on the

out, “Come in.”

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

and suddenly asked, “When did the study become

said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless,

picked these fish herself. They are not only expensive but also very delicate, and she specifically instructed

are of you! She paints really well, and she told me

kind of master. Anyway, she’s

Ziana said with his own ears, but he could

time.

have been proud and confident.

but smile, which surprised

lightly and said, “Mrs.

Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving

to the easel and flipped through the paintings

Mrs. Bill had said. All of them were of him, in various

were obvious in these paintings.

of her strokes were full of love. Occasionally,

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression changing from

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

thing was obviously

a diary?

up straight when

A pregnancy test.

premature pregnancy report.

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical reports

a few sentences seriously, and the words

carefully felt the existence of the child,

at it, his eyes suddenly became sour