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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She is a human being, how can she stand his storm?


Aria stayed quiet for a while, with a touch of femininity in his voice. "I won't move, then you let me down."


He put his hand on his lip and rubbed it gently, then slowly put it into her mouth.


"Bite me." The voice was hoarse with a touch of strength.


Aria was stunned. What kind of abnormal request is he making? Bite him? Is he sick?


"Grayson, tell me, what is wrong with you?"


His lips were tightly pressed. The thin, pink lips looked extremely soft. Aria swallowed saliva.


Even one hand slipped to her waist, moving gently and slowly, feeling her temperature little by little, and touching her skin with slender and beautiful fingers. A feeling of limp and numbness rose from Aria's mind.


Especially in the face of a woman who loves her deeply.


Grayson has been silent all the time. The woman he loves is on him. As long as he turns over, he can swallow the woman he loves alive.


Chapter two hundred and twenty storm