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

Benjamin Chudley raised an eyebrow, his expression full of interest at the moment.


It seemed as if Aria Grant's trembling voice on the phone made him feel exhilarated, as if he were exhilarated by confirming that the prey was still in his game.


"How could it be? Are you not feeling well mentally? You're starting to have wild thoughts. The investigation didn't find anyone behind Belly Wescott. If I had to guess, that person wanted to take your child away and that's why they caused such a scene."


Benjamin Chudley patiently explained, his tone becoming more soothing.


"It's really a pity for you and Dylan Flack, mother and son who couldn't acknowledge each other. Sigh, what was Belly Wescott thinking?"


Is it true? There is no one behind all this? Was it Belly Wescott alone that wanted her son and took him away?


Aria Grant was still a little confused, but couldn't come up with anything else. Compared to her own wild thoughts, she still trusted Benjamin Chudley more.


Chapter 155: Wine and Medicine