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!"

hurriedly got up from the ground and staggered out of

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 she heard Brian's

face paled

returned to his room. No matter how strong the smell of alcohol was

felt that 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

to the bathroom to take a shower

was another sleepless night. The more he forced himself not to think

subconsciously wanted to

wine again, but then he looked

in the mirror.

in stubble and he had dark circles. He stopped

discomfort and finally asked Melvin to open the servant room that Grace once

been removed. Brian

and did not dare to say

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

in a daze and closed the

no smell of alcohol or Ava's