Raina Lowell was awakened by a kiss. In the deep of the night, she felt familiar breath upon her face, holding her breath, her heart aching intensely. The man kissing her was her husband. His name was Adrian Grant, CEO of The Grant Group, handsome, wealthy, and suave. But he was 34 years old, a full 10 years older than her. This older man was very keen on doing these kinds of things as a couple. Whenever he got emotional, he would always whisper by her ear, his voice hoarse, saying: "Raina, you’re so soft, so fragrant." Previously, when Raina heard such words, she naively thought Adrian Grant still loved her. If it weren’t for witnessing him host a birthday banquet for his ’white moonlight’ during the day. In front of everyone, kissing his ’white moonlight’, she would truly believe this older man loved her. She was really too foolish. Adrian Grant didn’t love her at all. Touching her was merely a physiological need. When she returned from abroad, she was dragged into marriage by him, also under her grandfather’s coercion. Raina Lowell felt she should wake up. Recalling what she saw during the day, now being treated so passionately by Adrian Grant again. Raina Lowell only felt nauseous, wanting to throw up. She resisted, pushing him away, and said coldly: "I don’t want it tonight, don’t touch me anymore." Adrian Grant was never one to force anyone. Especially in matters between a couple. In the darkness, he couldn’t see what expression was on the woman’s face beneath him. But this was the first time she refused him, surprising him. He paused his actions, wanting a reason. After all, she had enjoyed it before. Sometimes she would even pester him while he was working. Today was really peculiar, she actually refused him. "I’m sure, from now on, you don’t touch me anymore." Raina Lowell moved away from under him, turned her back on him, her voice becoming cold. Adrian Grant didn’t understand what mood this little woman was in again. He got up, turned on the lights in the room, got out of bed, and put on pajamas, noticing that Raina Lowell didn’t even want to look at him. Anger inexplicably surged in his heart. "Raina Lowell, what are you up to now?" Raina Lowell still turned her back on him. Thinking that tonight, she definitely couldn’t lie quietly on the same bed with Adrian Grant. She simply got up and retrieved the prepared divorce papers from the bedside table drawer, handing them to him. "Adrian Grant, let’s divorce!" She had been brought to The Grant Family when she was 15, engaged to Adrian Grant. Raina Lowell did not deny that she started liking him from that time. But at that time, Adrian Grant did not like her, rejecting her every day, making her retreat when faced with difficulties. At 20, Raina Lowell finally let go of all her affection for him, going abroad alone. Unexpectedly, after just three years abroad, she was forced to return and marry him. In the year after marriage, Raina Lowell spent every day on edge. Afraid that everything she had gained would vanish, scared Adrian Grant would leave her again. Until she saw Adrian Grant embrace and kiss his ’white moonlight’ with her own eyes, she was enlightened. This older man did not belong to her at all. She did not want to stay by his side, living in fear every day. Leaving was her best choice. Adrian Grant couldn’t believe what he saw and heard. He snatched the divorce papers from mid-air. Seeing it was indeed the divorce agreement signed by Raina Lowell, fury flared in his chest even further. "Divorce me? Raina Lowell, do you know what you’re saying?" She, a penniless orphan, actually dared to propose divorce to him? Did she not know that even if he were in a second marriage, countless high society ladies in Southgate were eager to marry him? Damn little thing, actually wants a divorce. Adrian Grant was almost amused with anger. "I know what I’m doing." Raina Lowell held her delicate little face taut, expressionless. "Since you like Isabelle Everett, go be with her, I’ll make room for her." She packed up, ready to sleep in another room. Adrian Grant’s eyes, sharp like an eagle’s, coldly stabbed at her. "You know about what happened during the day?" Otherwise, why would she suddenly mention Isabelle Everett. Raina Lowell snorted coldly, meeting his gaze: "If I didn’t know, would you have a home with her outside?" She tried hard to restrain the concern and bitterness in her heart. Persuading herself, it was just an arranged marriage. Not caring was the way. Besides, didn’t she also have an unknown home outside? Adrian Grant took two steps forward, his height towering over Raina Lowell. Their height difference was too great, Raina Lowell appeared petite before him, as if he could easily lift her with one hand. Adrian Grant stood before her, his presence overwhelming, making it hard for her to breathe. "Don’t be ridiculous, I was just celebrating Isabelle Everett’s birthday." He raised his hand to try to hug her. Raina Lowell brushed his hand aside, coldly leaving behind words: "Sign it, tomorrow we’ll go to the civil affairs bureau." Leaving Adrian Grant standing there, genuinely amused with anger. Damn little thing, without him, would her life outside be as good as now? Really blessed without knowing it. Adrian Grant didn’t take it seriously, tore the divorce agreement and threw it in the trash, then went to bed. But that night, he couldn’t fall asleep no matter what. Feeling like something was missing beside him, his heart was empty. The next morning. Official source is novel•fire.net Adrian Grant specially got up early and searched everywhere, but he didn’t see Raina Lowell’s figure in the villa. When he went downstairs looking elegant in his suit, he asked the housekeeper: "Where did Madam go?" Madam Cole nodded, "Replying to Sir’s question, Madam went out before dawn." Madam Cole shook her head, "I’m not sure." Adrian Grant only realized that since Raina Lowell returned to the country, he hadn’t properly managed her. Didn’t know what she did every day. Didn’t know what kind of work she did, didn’t know who she interacted with. Their yearlong married life was only a common topic at night in bed. After breakfast, Adrian Grant sat in the car driven by his assistant, instructing: "Check on Raina Lowell for me." Caleb Landon thought he heard wrong, hesitantly asked again: "President, check on Madam?" Adrian Grant realized he didn’t understand Raina Lowell at all, After all, she was his wife now, and she wanted a divorce; he had to know the reason. But the reason for divorce could not possibly be him and Isabelle Everett. Raina Lowell knew about him and Isabelle Everett long ago, she wouldn’t divorce because of yesterday’s birthday party. She wasn’t that foolish. Caleb Landon nodded, "Okay, I’ll go check immediately." Raina Lowell waited for Adrian Grant at the civil affairs bureau all day but he never arrived. Calls were unanswered. Frustrated, she had no choice but to return to Stardust Bay. This was her other home. Upon arrival, the nanny was feeding her two children, Aurora and Evelyn.