The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 200 He Should Win This Time

“Ziana!”

Boris cursed in a low voice, threw off his suit and leather shoes, and jumped into the sea

Edison also panicked when he saw this.

He didn’t expect such an accident to happen!

Obviously Ziana was so dazzling just now, and her movements were so chic, but she was gone in the blink of an eye.

She can’t she swim?

how so!

A strong sense of suffocation enveloped him.

Looking at the dark sea, he couldn’t help trembling his teeth with the fear and guilt in his heart.

“Heart!”

He growled toward the sea.

The strong wind whipped up the waves, which were half as high as a person’s body, and smashed down hard again!

The dense rain column knocked down his head, his face hurt and his head was confused, and his eyes could hardly be opened!

As the yacht drifted in the waves, he struggled to find Ziana.

Lightning and thunder intertwine, as if the end is coming.

With the sudden flash of white light and the cr****kling sound, he saw the undulating figure.

“Heart treasure!”

Edison saw the direction, and plunged into the water.

He swam towards her with all his strength, but the big waves rolled over and beat him frequently, making his head buzz!

Edison ate several waves, cursed angrily, plunged into the bottom of the water, and swam towards her without hesitation.

At a distance of more than ten meters away from her, a vigorous figure swam towards him, and quickly caught the delicate figure.

There was a thunderbolt white light flashing above his head, and the man’s handsome and cold eyes were as deep as a demon from hell.

He carried Ziana with one hand and swam forward with one hand.

“Bring the yacht over here!”

He shouted heart piercingly, but the rumbling thunder and the sound of yachts completely suppressed his voice.

Edison looked back.

is also a hundred

“Boris! I’m going to sail the boat! You take her and swim

“Go!”

responded, he was poured a

a sentence of “hold on”, and turned his

is

a sigh of relief seeing Edison speeding up to swim on the yacht,

of the woman under his palm was as soft as if there were no bones. She closed her eyes and made no sound, which gave him no reason

“Ziana!”

trembling teeth, “Wake up! Did you

felt that she was cold all

water poured into his throat, so his voice seemed a little

being able to fly, the falling rain mixed with the splashing waves drenched

on his forehead covered his eyes, and under the lightning, his appearance looked even more

for a few more minutes, finally, the loud sound of the engine pushed

“Edison! Catch her!”

the boat with one hand, and lifted Ziana high with

Boris climbed up by grabbing the side of

asked with a

before, but now she was lying on the ground

so fragile, as if she would

years ago, the familiar scene,

today overlap, dreams and reality

tell what year it was, when a coolness spread from the soles of his feet,

soaked in

and rolled over, seeing that he seemed

urgently, “Go get the

Edison woke up suddenly.

he missed five years ago, what he gave up three years ago,

not take two

it was too

to

was concentrating on her, and only had her in his eyes, but his

were precise and ruthless.

in a row, Ziana

lay there motionless, pale, wet, fragile

her chin without saying a

and artificial

to come, but he knew that at this

the blanket, and asked someone to prepare hot

Boris knelt on the ground, repeating the boring movements over and over

Edison approached, seeing that his eyes were red and the veins on his forehead were bulging due to tension,

replace it

his head, a drop of water fell on his