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.

gaze fell on their

Grace to his car and opened the passenger

car and sat

gaze landed on her

of

the 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 he stepped on the brake at the red light on the road, he was so light that she could hardly feel it. Brian drove aimlessly on the street. He stopped the car

car door and walked

before he had parked his

a few dishes and pushed the menu to him sitting opposite her. "Do

serving of

She never

Brian's gaze was fixed on

be tanner than before. There was a slight growth of flesh on both sides of her cheeks, which was not noticeable.

shoulders. Under

and long black hair were in

were served soon. Grace did not want to talk to Brian, so she picked up the fork and