The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 309

The thought of Quincy left Greg grimacing. “Oh, my wife is old now. It actually irks me whenever I see her face

these days.”

Kathy raised her brows, feeling cathartic inside just then!

Even if Quincy had done her best to maintain her beauty, the way Greg called her ‘old’ made it clear that her place

in their family was just for show.

“Oh, you’re such a bad man, sir. How could you talk about your own wife like that?” she purred as she threw herself

into his arms. “But do you think I’m prettier?”

“Of course,” Greg answered with no hesitation.

In reality, Quincy was far prettier than Kathy in her youth, but age simply had not been kind to her.

If she were not that beautiful, Greg would not have been a loyal husband, let alone have zero scandalous affairs.

“Anyway, it’s late-I should go,” Greg said just then.

While he was certainly reluctant to leave her, Greg nonetheless feared Quincy, and was worried that she would

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throw a fit if she found out.

As such, he left his name card with her. “Contact me if anything comes up.”

Kathy nodded, and he got dressed and left.

Later, Quincy happened to arrive home just as Greg did, and was frowning when she saw that he had not been

home. “Were you out for the night?”

Greg averted his eyes in guilt. “Yeah. Had a little too much to drink, and fell asleep at the bar.”

Quincy sniffed at him and picked up the scent of alcohol. “Go take a bath already.”

She knew that she had been neglecting him for a while, and did not dwell on it-they basically spent half their

lifetimes together, and Greg had never done anything to wrong her.

“Okay,” Greg replied, keeping his distance from her as he dashed toward the bathroom.

Quincy stretched her back just then.

It was fortunate that she and lan had managed to secure a major project after spending days working hard at Light

Group.

Knowing that they would be meeting their potential partners tomorrow improved her mood considerably.

She headed to the other bathroom and took a shower, cleaning herself up and putting on an enticing dress in their

bedroom, where she waited for her husband.

On the other hand, Greg was feeling guilty and did not dare to face her, so he dallied for a long while before getting

out of the shower.

By then, Quincy was getting impatient and snapped, “What took you for so long? Trying to wash away some

evidence?”

She had just been joking, but it left Greg shaking and bristling in fear.

Still, he quickly composed himself and pretended to be annoyed. “What are you talking about?”

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Quincy walked up to him then, and gave him a love tap on the chest. “I’m just joking. I’m sorry that we haven’t seen

each other much for a few days now-you know I’ve been busy working to keep Light Group together with lan…”

As she spoke, she was basically pushing herself on to Greg, and her hands started to reach for his groin.

However, Greg had just gone a few rounds with Kathy. He certainly was not in the mood now, let alone able to get it

up.

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Quincy sensed his disinterest, but ignored it because she was confident she could get him aroused

anyway…

But got nothing.

“I think I’ve been fatigued lately,” Greg quickly explained.

Quincy stared at him. “What could you have been doing that got you fatigued? Do you even remember the last

time we did it?”

In fact, she had come home early to make it up to him, and it was in broad daylight too!

Greg hastily came up with another excuse. “I know… I know you’re tired for our family’s sake too. I get it, and I

don’t want you to wear yourself out.”

Quincy was skeptical. “Really?”

Would I lie to you? Well, I can swear it: if I’m lying, I would lose my man-”

“Fine,” Quincy snapped, cutting him short. “Why would I doubt you?”

That was when Greg’s phone started to ring, and he tensed up as he rushed to get it.

However, Quincy beat him to it, and was looking at him sideways. “Why do I feel that you’re a little nervous?”

“Nervous? How so?” Greg asked, feigning nonchalance.

Quincy glanced at the screen. Seeing that it was an unknown caller, she answered it!

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