Chocolate Gang

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband]

This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity.

What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you?

"Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy.

“Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister.

In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty.

On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own.

Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?


My Runaway Wife Is A Bigshot

Aria Grant had just left the hall and wanted to shake off George Flack's hand, but to her surprise, he held on even tighter. He led her into the stairwell with practiced ease and then suddenly pulled her into his arms.


Their mouths pressed together, Aria Grant felt George Flack's hot breath and the heat from his body. At this moment, she had no amorous thoughts at all and instead felt a slow, growing nausea.


As soon as she thought about Belly Wescott and her sister's inexplicable death, she couldn't bear to look at the man before her.


"Mr. Flack, you seem quite familiar with this place. I wonder how many times you've been here before! I wonder if your fiancée, our beautiful Miss Wescott, knows that her fiancé sneaks around stealing kisses."


Listening to Aria Grant's indifferent tone, George Flack tried to silence her with a kiss. Feeling frustrated, she had no choice but to convey her anger through her fiery eyes, but he gently covered her eyes with his hand.


Chapter 36: No Improvement in Kissing Skills