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!

The Runaway Wife Wanted Internationally

The body subconsciously retreated, but slipped and fell to the ground because there was water on the floor.


Just as she was about to hit the ground, she suddenly felt a strong arm holding her.


Aria's eyes widened and she fell into a warm embrace before she could return to her senses.


The tip of her nose was haunted by a faint smell of tobacco. Grayson's rough palm was touching her waist and her chest was clinging to his. The temperature seemed to be gradually rising, making Aria's face red and her heart beat wildly.


"Gray... Gray... Grayson." Aria's mind was blank and she faltered, not knowing what to say.


"Why? What are you blushing at?" Grayson smiled with banter, but his palm drifted restlessly.


Everywhere he touched, a flame was ignited, and Aria's breathing became difficult.


The words she had originally prepared for a long time before she came were stuck in her throat. She couldn't say anything, but her hands were subconsciously pushing back.


Chapter 8: Are You Playing Hard to Get?