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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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326 Chs

Isn't chapter two hundred and nine him?

I feel that all the fog in front of me has dispersed. The sky was filled with bright stars.

Just picked up the book and read a few pages, the cell phone rang again. However, what I think of this time is not the phone call, but the text message.

Picking up the cell phone, Aria hesitated whether to open it and have a look.

I thought it must have been sent by Grayson, so I thought Aria pursed his mouth and threw his mobile phone aside again.

Keep reading.

After a while, the cell phone remembered again. Aria put down his book and stared straight at his cell phone. Some doubts in my heart, isn't it Grayson?

Then who else would text her? However, it seems that Grayson has not texted her either. Why did you directly determine in your heart that it must be him?

Does this have something to do with one's heart, because one thinks of him in one's heart, so...

Aria smiled wryly, picked up his cell phone and opened it...