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

In a word, it choked on what Aria was about to say.


Aria knew that it was meaningless for him to go on.


He got up and turned to the door. Lucas glanced at it and followed him silently.


In the rain, there were very few pedestrians. Occasionally, couples walked towards Aria with an umbrella and laughing.


Aria stopped and looked at the couple in the rain, very envious.


She and Grayson have been together for six years and have never walked so sweetly together.


Aria's eyes, with a little tenderness, watched for a long time...


Until Lucas walked into Aria with an umbrella, his voice was very low, "Let's go, Aria..."


The rain fell lightly and there was a lot of uproar.


This matter has passed away in such a light way.


Lucas said nothing, asked nothing, and even his expression did not change much.


It's just Aria's heart, empty one by one, and the infinitely prolonged work day by day-


Chapter two hundred and twelve is meaningless