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My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband] This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity. What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you? "Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy. “Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister. In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty. On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own. Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?

Chocolate Gang · โรแมนซ์ทั่วไป
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Chapter 272: Late_3

Other children would hesitate since it was a downpour outside, but Sophia didn't hesitate at all. After their little meeting, Sophia rushed ahead and plunged into the rainstorm.

There were too many people, and Ivy and Dylan were pushed to the back. But the two of them did not get lost.

"Now I finally understand why you and Sophia became good friends."

Although Dylan said this very calmly, Ivy felt that something was off. Was Dylan mocking her?

"Explain yourself; why are you suddenly reflecting on my friendship with Sophia? Do you think I'm usually as crazy as her?"

Dylan just chuckled and didn't say anything.

Later the rain became heavier, and the three of them looked very disheveled walking on the street. This wasn't the leisurely stroll Sophia had imagined because the rain was so heavy that they couldn't even open their eyes, and they had to run. They were all soaked.