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's fingers gently rubbed Aria's forehead, which swollen into a large blue bag.


What is this? I wish I could eat you one second and hold you in my hand the next.


Close her eyes slightly, she is very tired.


Grayson carried Aria to the bed and covered her with quilts.


He opened the wardrobe, changed himself into a clean suit, took a towel and opened the water drops on his hair, and sat in front of Aria.


Grayson had already reached the point of his mouth. Before he could say it, he was swallowed back by Aria's words.


Eyes gradually deep across a line of indifference.


"Aria, is it true that I, Grayson, am not as good as the men you hang out with in the bar?"


Chapter one hundred and thirteen pain