Chapter 230 I’m Not the Painter Back, Really

Colter felt confused when he heard the question. He looked at Ziana through the screen with a weird expression, “Ziana, are you kidding? It is you who ask someone to give me the painting!”

“What?” Ziana was shocked because she never expected this.

She was confused and asked uncertainly, “I gave it to you? When? Why don’t I remember!”

Colter had thought she told lies at first, but now he noticed something was wrong. He became serious, “Have you lost your memory? Is it true or not? It was at your sixteen–year–old that you sent it from an island!”

The keyword sixteen was like a switch which made Ziana silent.

When she met Roger Hutch, he also mentioned her sixteen–year–old.

He said that when she was sixteen, she had promised to worship him as a teacher. But she broke her word.

She didn’t remember it at all!

When she was sixteen, she only remembered that she was learning martial arts.

But Roger and Colter didn’t need to lie to her.

So whether their memory was wrong, or her memory was wrong.

Did she really lose her memory?

Ziana was confused and asked eagerly, “You said I asked someone to send it to you. Did I say anything at that time?”

She tried to remember something through some details.

Colter on the screen narrowed his eyes, lost in his remembrance.

He shook his head, “No. This series of paintings was sent to the studio suddenly one day. The address was from your island. When I saw it, I subconsciously thought it was you who painted it. Because I knew your brushwork and skills. But the styles of that series were different from your previous paintings, so I think it was your new style.”

contact me then?”

get in touch with you. Who knew where you were! But you mean you really didn’t draw this series of paintings? Then

Ziana just said that,

painter’s style. She could even feel the

the brush.

finished the painting was two hours

that she admired the painter back and planned

she felt she plunged into the

she the painter back?

call with Colter ended, Ziana sat quietly for

recalled her experience when she was sixteen years old.

discovered that her past was

spent most of the time on the island. She either learned skills from her masters or kept in retreat in

year, she packed her bags and went to Nansen Waley to learn martial arts on a whim. She had been learning martial

an apprentice, nor the painting that Colter

and finally decided to go downstairs to find Yudel.

with her since she was a child. If she really lost her memory, Yudel must

had a clue about

came downstairs, Yudel

eyes were black and big, and

he opened his arms wide to hug Ziana. Ziana hugged him and kissed him several

was happy, giggling and snuggling up to Ziana.

liked to touch the little guy’s chubby arms and legs, which

you sleep tonight, baby?” She rubbed his little face,

smiled and danced with his hands and feet. After she played with him for a while, the little guy got lazy and

arms obediently.

comforted Ewen while she looked at Yudel.

have something to say, just

“Is my expression so obvious?”

want to ask?” Yudel was curious,

get closer to

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