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

driving into the house, she would run to the

home with a smile. Then she would complain that it

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

fell asleep as

she fell asleep, he would also be feeling

when the study became

before

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

someone knocked

called out, “Come

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

“When did the study

and lifeless, so she added some living things, just like you and her. You have a quiet personality, but Miss Scott

only expensive but also very

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

kind of master. Anyway,

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

time.

must have been proud and

smile, which surprised

gaze was too intense, Boris coughed lightly

okay,” Mrs. Bill replied before quickly leaving the

to the easel and flipped through the paintings Ziana had

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

obvious in

strokes were full of love. Occasionally, a few paintings

was still excellent.

looked at them, his expression changing

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

thing was obviously

it a diary?

opened it suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw what

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy report.

test

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

was confirmed to be pregnant, almost all her

page, she would always record a few sentences seriously, and the words were full of expectation and

also carefully felt the existence of the child, patiently recording the growth of the child.

it, his eyes