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

Jayden's funeral was very cold and cheerless. Aria did not say too much. On the day of the funeral, she was wearing Lucas, a black dress and a black corsage on her chest. Stand quietly in front of the tombstone. No matter how much Jayden used to treat her, Aria's hatred for her had completely disappeared at this moment. She even had some sympathy for Jayden.


"All of you should leave. I want to accompany my daughter alone."


The man named leo still did not show up.


Standing in the distance, Aria looked at Layla in front of the tombstone. Although his face was much older, his face was calm. There is no runaway on the day Jayden died.


Aria watched her lips wriggle and seemed to be saying something. The distance is too far for her to hear.


When Layla came down, Aria wanted to call Auntie. But thinking that she was the murderer of her mother, this sentence was stuck in her throat.


Chapter two hundred and ninety-eight is fragmented