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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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The ninety-seventh chapter president incredibly can laugh

Today's president is in a very good mood. He actually saw a long-lost smile and fascinated the female employees in the company.

Even Logan's joke, Grayson also lightly answered,

This, is it really raining red in the sky?

Logan held the document in his arms and looked out of the window at the clear sky with some deep eyes, giggling.

"What are you laughing at? The corners of your mouth have convulsions?"

Grayson raised his eyebrows slightly, and his perfect lips opened and closed one by one, spitting a hoarse voice.

Logan shook his head and his voice was a little excited. "I'm looking at whether it's raining red in the sky."

"Stop making noise and do something good."

"Yes."

After Logan stepped down, Grayson also looked up at the clear sky, and his lip angle evoked a seemingly absent smile mark.

Perhaps, heaven, it is really going to rain red.

Grayson, holding his cell phone in one hand and his chin in the other hand, was leafing through something on the cell phone.