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 endless topics

the house, she would

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 him some

much as she did. However, he wanted to

always fell asleep

be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into

idea when

moment before walking over

with water

someone knocked

called out,

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

suddenly asked, “When did the study become like

and paused before answering, “Oh, these were all arranged by Miss Scott. She said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things,

but also very delicate, and she specifically

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

master. Anyway,

hear what Ziana said with his own ears, but he could imagine her

time.

been

help but smile, which surprised

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

before quickly leaving

and flipped through the paintings

various expressions and from different angles, as though she had been studying him

obvious in these paintings.

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

was still excellent.

them, his expression changing from

and turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He

thing was obviously

it a diary?

suspiciously and sat up straight

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

blood test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

to be pregnant,

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

the arrival of the child and also carefully felt the existence of the child,

Boris looked at it, his eyes suddenly became