Falling for My Contractual Wife

"I want you to deliver them!" Brian stared at Grace relentlessly.

Grace slammed her palm on the cashier counter. "Brian Francis, are you done?" Brian stared at her face hard. "You have to give me an explanation."

He raised his hand and glanced at his wristwatch. "Let's have dinner and talk."

Grace took a deep breath. She knew Brian would stay here all day if she did not go out with him.

"Okay, let's go."

Tina looked at her worriedly. "Miss Grace, are you going out with him?"

Grace comforted her. "I'm fine. Please take care of the shop."

"Alright." Tina pursed her lips and glared at Brian. A man that even a nice person like Grace hated couldn't be a nice man!

Grace walked out, and Brian grabbed her hand.

on their intertwined hands, and her heart skipped

pulled Grace to his car and opened

into the car and sat

her belly, and his vision

the front of the car

car. She knew Brian had a habit of slamming on the accelerators to start the car when he was in a bad mood. However, he did not this time. Instead, he started the car steadily. Even when

opened the car door

he had parked his car

in a booth by the window. The waiter brought the menu. She swiftly ordered a few dishes and pushed the menu to him sitting opposite her. "Do

of shrimp

out of the window. She never

gaze was

before. There was a slight growth of flesh on both sides of her cheeks, which was not noticeable. However, Brian, who had not seen

was casually draped over her shoulders.

were in sharp contrast to her red coat, bright

soon. Grace did not want to talk to Brian, so she