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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?

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Chapter 329: Feeding

George Flack opened the door, expecting to find Aria Grant still sitting by the bed, but to his surprise, as soon as he entered, Aria was already lying on the bed again. How so quickly?

"Are you tired now?"

George sat beside Aria and asked, but she didn't respond at all.

Helpless, George continued, "I've already taken the day off, so I can spend the afternoon with you. We won't cook ourselves, how about this: we'll order takeout. What would you like to eat? Do you feel like having cake?"

But even after saying so much, Aria still remained silent. She wasn't closing her eyes, she was keeping them open, which made George worry. What was wrong with Aria?

"Aria, say something to me, please. I'm really worried!"

Yet even as he spoke to that extent, Aria didn't utter a word. George lowered his head, gently kissing Aria's forehead.

As he slowly rose to his feet, George continued, "So, you really aren't going to forgive me?"