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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 340: Cannot Lose (Part 2)

This was a mistake to begin with, even if it was pleasant, to what extent could it be pleasant?

But George Flack didn't rush to voice these rebuttals; he wanted to know why Mallia Mamet was crying like this.

"But you promised, why aren't you keeping your word? It was you who said so, but now every one of your actions seems to show your disgust towards me, which makes me feel like I'm just a joke."

Those words might have seemed pitiable, yet George felt so sleepy listening to them. However, George wasn't so foolish as to not know what Mallia wanted, so after she finished speaking, George wrapped his arms around Mallia.

He didn't say a thing, even closing his eyes.

Mallia was a bit surprised, thinking to herself, George hadn't been drinking this time; could it be that George had started to have feelings for her?

A little excited, Mallia cautiously asked George, "Do you know what you're doing? Or perhaps, do you know who I am?"