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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 278: Making it Clear

Aria Grant indeed didn't take the cell phone matter to heart, knowing that she couldn't be petty with her child. Seeing Dylan Flack so happily running over and speaking so earnestly, Aria knew she had to go along with it.

"Oh my god, has my Dylan become so amazing? How did he cook something so delicious in such a short time? I'm really too lucky!"

Upon hearing his mommy's words, Dylan truly felt happy. No matter what Ivy Grant thought, his mommy didn't hold a grudge against him at all. That's enough for him!

"Hehe, if mommy feels happy, I feel happy too!"

George Flack was inside, waiting for his beautiful wife, when Dylan called her over for dinner. This bold move of taking his wife away left George feeling somewhat miffed.

Upon hearing the voices, George came out to see if his dutiful child had also prepared a serving for him.

"Dylan, where's mine? I may not have contributed much, but I still did something! I wonder if I have a portion too?"