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

"Wow, Aria, who is the big brother, for a month in a row!"


"Don't ask blindly, go back to your table and do your job well." Aria was very upset with the flowers he had just signed for. He threw them into the garbage can. Walked into Lucas's office.


Lucas did not look up and thought it was Xiao Mu. He said directly, "Xiao Mu, make me a cup of coffee."


Aria made him coffee and put it on the side table. Just as he was about to speak, Lucas interrupted him. "All right, Xiao Mu, coffee is good. You can go out." Although the voice is very gentle. However, Aria saw extremely polite courtesies in Lucas's eyes, with a little alienation.


Looking at the person in front of him seemed to have not heard him. Instead of leaving, he was two steps closer to Lucas.


Only then did Lucas look up, and what greeted him was the face of his haunted dreams.


He immediately smiled, "What, is there any good idea in design, or is there any problem?"


Chapter two hundred and six don't blindly inquire