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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 191: If He Lies to You_3

Aria Grant knew this all too well – that when she acted coyly and talked like this while beside George Flack, he would definitely be rendered speechless. Just as she expected, after finishing her rant, George nodded repeatedly: "Alright, alright. If you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask. I'll let you do as you wish. If you want to go, just go. I won't interfere anymore. But Leah Wilson hasn't set the time yet. Once she sends me the time, I'll let you know. You can just go directly there. Is that okay?"

Upon hearing George's agreement, Aria felt as if her heart was melting. She knew this was George acting coy with her, which was something he never did. So Aria felt so fortunate in that moment – not only could she openly go to the date without George's restrictions, but she could also hear his gentle coyness. Her heart melted at the thought, and no other description seemed more fitting.