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

"Alright, then you should leave the room now, I'll get ready."


Belly Wescott nodded her head, but just now Dylan talking to her like an adult really made her feel quite uncomfortable. Moreover, Dylan had stopped calling her 'Mom', perhaps this child no longer trusts her.


When she realized this, Belly Wescott was truly pained. After all, she had raised this child for so many years and had grown attached to him. But now she could only put these thoughts aside and focus on getting that important document as soon as possible.


At that moment, Belly Wescott stood up: "Alright, I'll leave now, but Dylan, you must never let your father know about this, okay?"


Dylan nodded, this wasn't a difficult task for him. Compared to concealing his pain when he was scalded by boiling water before, pretending to be sick was a piece of cake.


Belly Wescott left the room and anxiously waited in her own. She paced back and forth.


Chapter 162: Worried