Falling for My Contractual Wife

It was not until the car drove into the villa and stopped in the garage that Brian said to Grace, “Don’t let me see you with that Vance guy again.”

Grace ceased pushing the car door open and smiled sarcastically. “Don’t worry. I won’t let anything affect your wedding with her. After all, you’ve always had the final say between us.”

Louise and Ava were both sitting in the living room

After

Grace walked in, she lowered her head slightly to greet the two

Louise had a smile on her face, but her eyes were bone–chilling “You’re back, Grace. Are you still angry with me?”

“No, Miss Adkins. You were only doing your job”

Louise looked guilty “Sorry that you’ve suffered I’m glad you’re back.”

Grace felt such a hypocritical conversation was very tiring She nodded lightly and returned to her room.

Ava glared at Grace’s back. She wanted to curse Grace but did not dare to say anything when she saw Brian return.

Late at night, Brian sat in his study with the necklace in his hand. He glanced at his watch, thinking Grace should be asleep. by now NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

With that thought in mind, Brian went downstairs quietly to the door of Grace’s room. He turned the doorknob, only to find the door was locked.

Brian frowned He remembered that Grace did not have the habit of locking the door when she slept. It was because he had requested her not to when she slept upstairs

He listened for movement inside the room. When he did not hear anything, he went to find the key and quietly opened the

door.

The faint light shone through the window, and Brian could vaguely see the woman on the be

Just as Brian bent down to place the item beside her pillow, he suddenly realized that Grace’s body was slightly trembling.

His heart tightened as he called out softly, “Grace.”

Grace did not seem to hear him Brian held her shoulders and turned her to him, only to find that she was biting her arm

desperately

The corner of her mouth was already dripping with blood, but it was as if she could not feel the pain. Her tears and blood were mixed. How much pain had her heart endured to do such a self–harming thing?

Brian gasped and hurriedly patted her face. “Grace! Let go! Let go!”

It was as if she still could not hear the outside world at all and was only immersed in her pain.

Brian raised his hand and pinched her chin forcefully to force her to let go of her teeth.

Grace suddenly began to pant heavily. Brian pulled her into his arms and patted her back gently.

“Don’t be afraid. I’m here with you.”

Grace smelled a familiar scent. She felt that she must be dreaming. She asked in a hollow voice, “Am I dreaming?”

Brian did not let go of her but asked softly. “What are you dreaming?”

“Brian,” Grace called his name, her voice carrying a tinge of sorrow.

Brian’s heart trembled. “Yes, I’m here.”

Grace’s brain gradually calmed down and cleared. When she realized who was hugging her, she suddenly pushed him.

away.

Brian’s arms were empty, and he frowned.

“Why did you come in?”

Seeing Grace was awake, Brian stood up and turned on the light. The glaring light lit up, and Grace raised her hand to block

1. it.

After she got used to the light, Brian pulled out a tissue to wipe the blood on her mouth and the tears on her face.

Grace looked at her arm. There was another fresh bite mark on it. The arm was still bleeding.

Brian brought the first aid kit over and dabbed her wound with disinfectant.