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.

warm and dry. Her gaze fell on their intertwined hands, and

Grace to his car and opened the passenger

into the car and sat down, holding her

landed on her belly,

of the car

a bad mood. However, he did not this time. Instead, he started the car steadily. Even when he stepped on the brake at the red light on the road, he was so light that she

door and walked

after her before he

menu. She swiftly ordered a few dishes and pushed the menu to him sitting opposite her. "Do you have anything

of

drank water and looked out of the window. She never once looked at Brian as

gaze was fixed

sides of her cheeks, which was not noticeable. However, Brian, who had not seen her

was casually draped over her shoulders. Under her red

tanned skin and long black hair were in sharp contrast to her red

did not want to talk to Brian, so she picked up the fork and