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

Aria's body was instantly stiff, and the panic in her eyes showed her panic at the moment.


A pair of small hands stirred uneasily.


"Aria, you know, I am a businessman, do things pay attention to commercial interests, if it does not bring me income, why should I invest? And you are a commodity, used to exchange for the survival of the Ruan family."


Grayson stretched out his slender fingers to cover Aria's face, his mouth slightly hooked, his eyes clear and bitter, and his sexy fingers slipped across Aria's lip and heard them rubbing intentionally or unintentionally on the lip.


"Aria, you are voluntarily reduced to a commodity. You have no right to say no. You should know that you have no other choice but to please me now. Perhaps, you still want to go back to the man you read day and night?"


Grayson said, moving his finger down slowly to Aria's lower jaw.


Fingers grabbed Aria's lower jaw, and his voice was even colder than ice with high cold contempt.


Chapter 90 You are just a commodity.