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!

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Mason's body is still the one that came in, not moving at all, but this way.


Micheal and the young model have not hung up at all. What's more, the second brother actually let the young model pick-tease him, but he could only endure and could not go on.


This feeling, like thousands of ants gnawing, like thousands of grass mud horse trampling, life is better than death.


The young model's cheeks were pink, and her voice became more lewd and swaying than before. The emptiness of her lower body made her unable to adapt, and her blurred eyes prayed to Mason.


Mason's voice was very light, but it was like the sound of shura from hell. The little tender model looked panicked and grabbed the bathrobe. Even before he could change his clothes, he held them in his arms and ran out.


Micheal was just about to reach out and grab the bathrobe to cover the size of the place, but Mason stopped him.


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