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The Runaway Wife Wanted Internationally

The most helpless thing in Aria's life was that Grayson had always been ignoring her during the six years of their marriage. And Grayson's greatest chagrin in his life was that Aria had finally become disillusioned with him after he had been her husband for six years. "Grayson, let's end it..." "Aria, do you know that? I regretted that I didn't screw you to death in bed!" Six years of marriage finally ended up with divorce. Grayson was the president of the famous Harris Group in Z City and a golden bachelor that countless women dreamed of. He fell in love with her after only taking a look at her, who was as pretty as a picture in a white dress. However, a marriage of interest exhausted all his love for her. He gave her tit for tat at every turn to watch her suffer. Aria could not remember when she had fallen in love with Grayson. She vaguely remembered the teenager had smiled faintly under the sunlight on the street one afternoon, like a warm spring breeze blowing into her heart. Three years after the divorce, they met again, but in an awkward way. He had Zoe with a bright smile in his arms. While she nestled against Lucas's shoulder with a light smile. For the first time, he was just about to provoke her when she pre-empted him, "It's been a long time. This is my fiancé, Lucas. Our wedding is on the 12th of next month." Wedding? At these words, he thought in his heart that there was no way she could get married!

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Chapter two hundred and fifty-six is not qualified

Unfortunately, now he has no qualifications to shoot his beloved woman.

Now she has her own family, a lovely son and a husband who loves her. In fact, Mason should wish her happiness from his heart, but why is it so bitter in his heart?

Especially tonight, I don't know why, my chest is very stuffy and I have a pain. It's like losing something you love.

I took out my cell phone and wanted to ask Grayson out for a drink. As soon as I took out my cell phone, I received a phone call.

In Mason's beautiful and dim star eyes, suddenly there was a touch of starlight in the dark. This phone call was from Kinsley.

He is looking forward to the day when this contact name named Kinsley will flash on his mobile phone. But for seven years, the phone has not rang.

Later, I called and it was already empty. This time, this was the phone number I found from Riley's cell phone when Riley was drunk in the bar.

Now I finally remember.