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

Grayson ruffled Isabel's long hair with one hand and said in a tempting voice, "Hmm? Miss Harper, is that all you've got? I Do you want to please me with this?"


Isabel felt rather hurt, "Mr. Harris, it was you who brought me here."


Then he gracefully pulled a bath towel over Isabel's body and said coldly with an ice-cold expression, "Put on your clothes and get out."


Isabel did not understand what she had done wrong. One second he was fine, and the next, he suddenly became fierce.


Isabel looked somewhat gloomy. She bit her lip lightly and stretched out her hand boldly to touch Grayson's chest. She did not believe that Grayson was a perfect gentleman and could resist the temptation.


"Mr. Harris, did I do something wrong?"


Grayson had no expression as the dim light fell on his handsome and cold face.


Chapter 38: Please Me?