Falling for My Contractual Wife

"Thank you! Thank you!" Grace was grateful.

Grace came out from the back door of the kitchen. She hailed a taxi and left quickly.

Brian suddenly paused after he ate a few ravioli. When he realized something was wrong, he put down his fork and strode toward the washroom.

The waiter had been paying attention to Brian since Grace left. He hurriedly blocked Brian's way when he saw Brian go to the ladies' room.

"Sir, it is the ladies' room. Is this a good idea?"

Brian pushed the waiter away. "Get out of the way!"

The waiter stubbornly went forward to stop him again. "Sir, you look so well-dressed. It's not good to work in a pyramid scheme. She's still pregnant. Don't ruin her!"

Brian frowned. "What pyramid scheme? How did I ruin her? Watch your language!"

The waiter thought he had hit the nail on the head. "How dare you say that you're not in a pyramid scheme? If you're not, why did you have to run into the washroom to catch her? If you're friends, call her in front of me. If you're not, we'll call the police!"

Brian was so angry that he was speechless. What kind of people were in Jacksonville? All of them were threatening him to call the police and arrest him!

He didn't even have her number. How could he call her?

"I repeat. I'm going to go inside and find someone!" said Brian, staring at the waiter gloomily.

The waiter was shocked by his gaze. "You, you... Wait a moment. I'll get someone to go in and see if there's anyone else inside."

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to the shop later.