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 her heart

car and opened

the car and

on her belly, and

walked around the front of the car and

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

opened the car door and walked in

hurried after her before he had parked

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 you have

serving of

looked out of the window. She never

was fixed

of her cheeks, which was not noticeable.

black hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Under her

hair were in sharp contrast to her red coat, bright and

not want to talk to Brian, so she