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

Her lips were pale, and Aria Grant knew she couldn't even utter a complaint anymore, but it didn't matter to her, she didn't need to voice it out, it was her own words after all. If George Flack didn't take them to heart, no matter how much she said, it was all meaningless.


Throughout this ordeal, George was particularly tormented as well, unsure of how long they would be kept there. He used to hear Aria's stomach rumbling, but at that time Aria simply ignored him. Now, he hadn't heard it for a while. How was Aria doing now?


George asked anxiously at her side, "Are you feeling any better? Say something to me, let me know you're alright."


His words reached Aria's ears so weakly that she even doubted whether she was hallucinating. After all, it was possible. Why would George care about her?


Even if his concern was genuine, Aria didn't know how to respond, exhausted as she was, her body too weak, lacking the energy to speak.


Chapter 435: The Coffee Is in Position_3