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

sudden downpour had caught many unprepared, with a crowd huddled by the doorway, some with umbrellas

Brian, snapping photos with their

up and positioned herself farthest

was so heavy that even if she took a taxi, she would have to pass through the plaza in front of the mall. By the time she

and shyly asked, "Hey handsome,

at her and replied

not married! So I

frowned, displeasure evident on his

could hear

cold, the girl and her

the mall yelled, "Catch

saw a masked man rushing out of the mall toward the

Grace stumbled a few steps and fell heavily

to rise when an umbrella appeared over her head, followed by

her arm, asking,

she quickly got up

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

standing next to him, asked, "Mr. Francis, shall I

the umbrella, a taxi pulled up, and she hurriedly got

a smile, "Mr. Francis, the young lady has left,

watched the taxi drive away, his brow furrowing slightly. He put

and unconsciously wanted to catch up with her just as his cell phone began to

seeing the

from

out hoarse. "No, I'm now

today, and I'm feeling a bit scared. Could you come over and keep me

briefly before

door. He parked his car nearby. She hurried over and linked her arm with his. Brian gently stroked her

into his embrace endearingly. "I'll

inside and went upstairs, Louise guided 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

his dark eyes betraying a swirling mix