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

Kinsley called Caleb, hung up the phone and looked at Aria with a worried face.


"Aria, what about you? Do you want me to call Lucas to pick you up?"


A thin and cool voice came from the door, cold and without temperature.


Grayson's tall and Yingting body stood at the door, handsome and handsome face, without a trace of temperature.


When Kinsley turned his eyes to a figure next to Grayson, his body seemed to have been pointed with acupuncture points and could not be disturbed.


Aria was a little intoxicated, but his mind was extremely clear.


"What are you doing here?" The tone is very cold, with anger.


The noon incident formed a barrier in Aria's heart. I haven't crossed it yet.


Home? This originally very warm and warm harbor, when she needed it most in Aria, poked several blood holes in Aria's sadness.


Up to now, Aria has not dared to say anything about home.


Chapter one hundred and ninety-first she, I came to pick up