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

Aria's face was slightly pale, and she nibbled at her lip.


I'd like to know what he means to bring her here now.


Grayson walked some distance, turned around, saw that Aria had not followed, and had to turn back.


Aria was fascinated by things and did not even notice the tall and straight figure in front of him.


The powerful force made Aria step back a few steps, and the figure in front quickly held out his hand and grabbed her.


"Thank you..." Aria looked up and dazed. How could it be Grayson? Didn't he move forward?


"Do you usually walk without looking at the front?" Grayson came up, his face cold, his thin and beautiful lips moved a few times, and those with good voices would be drunk to death.


Before he had finished speaking, Grayson picked Aria up. He walked forward without expression.


Chapter 218 Isn't he the groom