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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 390 Frosted Glass_2

Not just thinking about it, Mallia Mamet stood up, just a little more courage, she thought, and she could abandon all sense of shame and charge right in.

But Mallia saw George Flack getting up, looking as if he was taking off his last piece of clothing.

Her initial impulse disappeared instantly. Mallia believed in taking things slowly, so she turned her head away instead. It didn't matter, as long as George could relax sufficiently and clean up inside, waiting a bit longer was fine by her.

With George now standing, Mallia worried about being discovered, so she quickly hid to the side. Seeing that George was properly showering, she also went to the living room to tidy up.

She might have grown accustomed to it by now, for when Mallia approached later, she couldn't detect any foul odor. Looking at the shoes and clothes on the floor, she just felt they were a mess.