Falling for My Contractual Wife

Ava reached out and unbuttoned Brian's shirt. Her heart was pounding with excitement.

After unbuttoning the last button, the man on the bed suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her down. He turned around and pressed her onto the bed. Brian looked at her with blurry eyes. "Grace..."

He leaned over and moved closer to her neck. Suddenly, the pungent smell of perfume wafted into his nose.

Brian suddenly paused. The smell of perfume instantly cleared his mind.

He propped himself up and looked at Ava on the bed.

Ava reached out and touched his cheek. "Brian... What's wrong with you?"

Slap!

Brian suddenly slapped her hand away and pushed her off the bed.

"Ah!"

The sudden change stunned Ava. Then, she heard Brian's cold voice. "Get lost!"

ground and staggered

out of the room. He shouted down the corridor, "Who let her in? Don't let her in without my permission in the future!" Ava had just walked into the courtyard when

face paled and

smell of alcohol was in

the smell made him uncomfortable. He walked out of the room and said to Melvin, "Get someone to change the bedsheets in the room! Clean the room!" "Alright! Mr.

to take a

more he forced himself not to think

wanted

again, but then he

in the mirror. His

in stubble and he had dark circles.

around the villa in discomfort and finally asked Melvin to open the servant room that

bed sheets in the room had already been removed. Brian stood in the room

stood behind him and did not dare

empty bed and suddenly understood. Yes, even this bed reminded him that Grace was dead and would never come

out of the room in

cleaned. There was no smell of alcohol or Ava's perfume. He lay on the