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

Liam Woods, upon hearing this, left the sick room as though a burden had been lifted from his shoulders.


At that moment, a nurse happened to pass by, and Liam hurriedly asked for George Flack's attending physician's office.


After receiving the nurse's response, he hurriedly went there. At this time, Aria Grant was conversing with Jack West about George Flack's situation.


"Mrs. Grant, Mr. Flack is awake," Liam carefully interrupted the two's conversation.


Aria Grant turned to look at Liam and nodded her head to indicate that she understood. Then, after saying goodbye to Jack West, she started walking towards George Flack's sick room.


Throughout the journey, Liam didn't utter a word. Aria Grant seemed to have surmised something, and her pace involuntarily quickened somewhat.


Upon reaching the sick room, Aria Grant could clearly feel the air filled with the cold pressure of tension. It seemed that George Flack had just finished venting his anger.


Chapter 87: Fate is Really Strange_2