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

huddled by the doorway, some

photos

and positioned herself farthest

mall. By the time she made it to the road, she would likely be soaked to the skin. Grace

then, a bold girl approached and shyly asked, "Hey handsome, can I

look at her and replied in a

persisted, "You're engaged, not married! So

frowned, displeasure evident

hear Brian's

turned cold, the girl and her friends quickly left

inside the mall yelled, "Catch the thief! Catch the

and saw a masked man rushing out of the mall toward

pushing and shoving, Grace

Grace frowned and attempted to rise when an umbrella appeared over her head, followed by Brian

of her arm,

their eyes meeting briefly, before she quickly got up and hurried

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

next to him, asked, "Mr. Francis, shall I go give the umbrella

the umbrella, a

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

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

to catch up with her just as his cell phone began

seeing the name

from the other

came out hoarse. "No, I'm now

feeling a bit scared. Could you come over and

briefly before replying,

he arrived, 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 endearingly.

and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Brian, your mom has set a wedding date for us. It's at the end of

eyes betraying a swirling mix of