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.

ideas and endless

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

hold his arm and welcome him home with a smile. Then she would complain that it had taken him so long to come back, and

who could talk as much as she did. However,

asleep

be feeling drowsy and wouldn’t go into the

idea when

for a moment before walking

in the vase, which were still stained with water

knocked

called out,

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

suddenly asked, “When did the

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, just like you and her. You have a quiet personality, but Miss Scott is lively. She

also very delicate, and she specifically instructed me to take good

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

Anyway, she’s

his own

time.

been proud and confident.

smile,

lightly and said, “Mrs. Bill, go and rest

before

flipped

as Mrs. Bill had said. All of them were of him, in various expressions and from different

obvious in

love. Occasionally, a few paintings were messy, but the technique

was still excellent.

his expression

sat down on the chair and turned on the computer in a complicated mood. He caught sight of a pink notebook sandwiched

thing was obviously

a diary?

it suspiciously and sat up straight when he saw what

A pregnancy test.

pregnancy

test report.

B–ultrasound report.

Four–dimensional color ultrasound.

pregnant, almost all her medical reports were in

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

forward to the arrival of the child and also carefully felt

at it, his eyes suddenly became sour and swollen.