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The Runaway Wife Wanted Internationally

The most helpless thing in Aria's life was that Grayson had always been ignoring her during the six years of their marriage. And Grayson's greatest chagrin in his life was that Aria had finally become disillusioned with him after he had been her husband for six years. "Grayson, let's end it..." "Aria, do you know that? I regretted that I didn't screw you to death in bed!" Six years of marriage finally ended up with divorce. Grayson was the president of the famous Harris Group in Z City and a golden bachelor that countless women dreamed of. He fell in love with her after only taking a look at her, who was as pretty as a picture in a white dress. However, a marriage of interest exhausted all his love for her. He gave her tit for tat at every turn to watch her suffer. Aria could not remember when she had fallen in love with Grayson. She vaguely remembered the teenager had smiled faintly under the sunlight on the street one afternoon, like a warm spring breeze blowing into her heart. Three years after the divorce, they met again, but in an awkward way. He had Zoe with a bright smile in his arms. While she nestled against Lucas's shoulder with a light smile. For the first time, he was just about to provoke her when she pre-empted him, "It's been a long time. This is my fiancé, Lucas. Our wedding is on the 12th of next month." Wedding? At these words, he thought in his heart that there was no way she could get married!

NewEraCult · 历史言情
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Chapter 31: Slapped

Jayden had a teasing smile on her face.

Hearing such a loud noise, many people looked over one after another.

Aria thought that if she refused to dance at Jayden's birthday party and caused unnecessary trouble, her father and Layla would definitely humiliate her bitterly. At the thought of this, Aria forced an elegant smile and held out her hand, "Just one dance."

Such an elegant smile stunned the people who looked over and they couldn't help but admire.

"She's so beautiful."

Ryan smiled even more broadly, wondering how Aria was like in bed. Ryan danced while thinking of sleeping with her excitedly.

Aria felt Ryan's hand moving on her waist and touching her body through her dress as if he couldn't wait to swallow her alive at the moment.

Aria kindly reminded, "Mr. Jordan, you are distracted. If you don't want to dance, please let go of me."

Ryan immediately put on an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, Miss Wilson."