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

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

discreetly looked at Brian, snapping photos with their phones from

walked up and positioned herself farthest

took a taxi, she would have to pass through the plaza in front of the mall. By the time she made it to the

stood quietly. Just then, a bold girl approached and shyly

didn't even look at her and replied in a low voice,

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

displeasure evident on his

hear Brian's

cold, the girl

someone inside the mall yelled, "Catch the

masked man rushing out of the mall toward the

some pushing and shoving, Grace stumbled a few steps and

when an umbrella appeared over her head, followed by Brian crouching

her arm, asking, "Are you

before she quickly got up and hurried away, disappearing into the

of the road, trying

next to him, asked, "Mr. Francis, shall I go give the umbrella to that lady?" Brian nodded

Grace with the umbrella, a taxi pulled up, and

a smile, "Mr. Francis, the young lady has left, so I'll

away, his brow furrowing slightly. He put his hand on his chest. This woman gave him a

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

darkened upon seeing the name flashing

delicate voice from the

came out hoarse. "No,

raining heavily today, and I'm feeling a bit scared. Could you come over and

hesitated briefly before replying,

he arrived, the rain had ceased. Louise awaited him at the door. He parked his car nearby. She

nestled into his embrace

herself on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Brian, your mom has set a wedding date

eyes betraying a swirling mix of