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

sail the boat! You

“Go!”

as Boris responded, he was poured a

teeth, left a sentence of “hold on”, and turned his head to swim towards the

is

swim on the yacht, but his heart still seemed to be on the

the woman under his palm was as soft as if there were no bones. She closed her eyes

“Ziana!”

teeth, “Wake up! Did

felt that she was cold all over, so his eyes

into his throat, so his voice seemed a little wet, “Don’t

paddled like crazy, hating himself for not being able to fly, the falling

and under the lightning,

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

“Edison! Catch her!”

with one hand, and

while Boris climbed up by grabbing

asked with

was lying

if she would

suddenly thought of five years ago, the familiar scene, the familiar people, and the d*mn familiar

today overlap, dreams

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

soaked in sea

over, seeing that he seemed to be in a nightmare, he slapped him away,

urgently, “Go get the

Edison woke up suddenly.

five years ago, what he gave up three years ago, those regrets and guilt,

two steps, and suddenly

was too

to give

a desperate and lonely aura around him, he was concentrating on her, and only had her in his

were precise and ruthless.

in a row, Ziana still

pale, wet, fragile and

saying a word, and kept breathing for

and

wanted to ask him to come, but he knew that at this moment, Ziana’s life was

the blanket, and asked someone to prepare

on the ground, repeating the boring movements

Edison approached, seeing that his eyes were red and the veins on his forehead were

replace it

a drop of water fell