Falling for My Contractual Wife

Brian furrowed his brow slightly, his gaze fixed on the top of her head as he made his way inside.

Three seats separated them.

Grace kept her head tilted toward Brian the entire time, propping it up with her hand, so he couldn't even see her profile.

Brian glanced at his hand, and his mind flashed back to what happened just now.

As the movie officially started, he gathered his thoughts and focused on the screen.

The movie had been meticulously crafted under Grace's supervision, with stringent requirements for the actors' performances and the plot, resulting in an overall impressive viewing experience. The comic was based on many real-life events from Grace's life, and certain scenes brought tears to her eyes.

By the end, tears streamed down her face, and she intermittently sniffed as the tears flowed.

Brian glanced sideways and then surveyed the other moviegoers, who were all engrossed in the film. Yet, the only person visibly moved to tears was the woman in the hat.

As the movie concluded and the credits rolled, the audience dispersed.

Grace and Brian remained, the only two occupants left in the theater.

In the final moments of the credits, Grace's pen name and Brian's name slowly ascended from the bottom of the screen side by side.

Grace's tears instantly ran down her cheeks.

Brian stood up and exited the theater. Grace noticed him approaching, lowered her head, moved her legs aside, and let him pass. However, Brian paused before leaving, pulled out a tissue, and handed it to her.

"Thank you," Grace whispered as she accepted it.

Brian then left.

She sat alone in the theater for a long time before getting up to leave.

As she descended to the ground floor of the mall, she noticed Brian standing by the entrance.

Grace hesitated and glanced out of the door, realizing it was pouring rain outside.

hadn't brought an

crowd huddled by the doorway, some

all discreetly looked at Brian, snapping photos

and positioned

she took a taxi, she would have to pass through the plaza in front of the mall. By the time she made it to the road, she would likely be soaked to the skin. Grace

approached and shyly asked, "Hey handsome, can I add

look at her and replied in a low voice, "I'm

"You're engaged, not married! So I still have

evident on his

hear

turned cold, the girl and

mall yelled, "Catch the thief! Catch

man rushing out of the mall toward the

crowded, and with some pushing and shoving, Grace stumbled a

escaped into the street. Grace frowned and attempted to rise when an umbrella

her

she quickly got up

stood on the side of the road, trying to hail a taxi, her

shall I go give

Grace with the umbrella, a taxi pulled

Francis, the young lady has left, so I'll head back

watched the taxi drive away, his brow furrowing slightly. He put his hand on his chest. This woman gave him a strange

briskly made his way to his car and unconsciously wanted to catch up with her just as

upon seeing the name

delicate voice from

out hoarse.

a bit scared. Could you come

hesitated briefly

the rain had ceased. Louise awaited him at the door. He parked his car nearby. She hurried over and linked her arm with

his embrace

him to a chair, seating herself on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Brian, your mom has set a wedding date for us. It's at the end of next month," Louise said

lips pressed together, his dark eyes betraying