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 to

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

with a smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long to come back, and then she would

could talk as much as she did. However, he wanted to see how long she could talk, so he would listen

always fell asleep as

he would also be feeling

he had no idea when the

for a moment before walking over

in the vase, which were still stained with water droplets,

knocked

out,

brought fruit and water to the table and said with concern, “Sir,

nodded and suddenly asked, “When did the study become

She said the style of the study was too cold and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her.

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

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

master. Anyway, she’s very impressive.”

own ears, but he could

time.

must have been proud and confident.

help but smile, which surprised Mrs.

lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go and

replied before quickly leaving the study.

and flipped through

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

were obvious in these paintings.

her strokes were full of love. Occasionally, a few

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression

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

thing was obviously Ziana’s.

a

suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw what was in it.

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

blood test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

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

always record a few sentences seriously, and the words

of the child and also carefully felt the existence of

it, his eyes suddenly became sour and swollen.