Falling for My Contractual Wife

Grace's gaze fixed on Daisy's face, capturing every nuance of her expressions.

"What's wrong? Don't you realize? Am I not your daughter? How could you have given birth to me without knowing my blood type?" Grace asked.

Daisy's face betrayed a flicker of nervousness as she swallowed hard. "What are you talking about? What's the point of being aggressive? At that time, I didn't even give birth in the hospital, and I didn't undergo any labor tests. How would I know your blood type?"

Grace pursed her lips, and she was sure that Daisy was lying.

Since Daisy deliberately hid it, even though she exposed Daisy's lie, she knew Daisy wouldn't reveal the truth willingly.

Observing Grace's unusual demeanor, Carson interjected suspiciously, "Grace, what's wrong?"

Grace shook her head. "Nothing. Carson, why don't you take Austin back to bed first?"

"Okay. You should come back soon too. I won't be able to handle her if she gets fussy at night."

"Sure."

Carson then carried Austin out, leaving Daisy and Grace alone in the hospital room.

in a coma

discomfort lingered between Daisy and Grace. Awkwardly, Daisy stood up. "I'll leave first. You stay here and

Grace's eyes darkened. "Wait!"

a handful of Daisy's hair, yanking out two

turning to

"I was just trying to get your attention. Sorry if I

a glare of irritation. "What

at midnight to relieve me. And no

Daisy bristling with indignation at her

rolled her eyes at

saw me playing cards again? I do enjoy playing cards, but would I not know what's the most important now? Your dad is still in a coma, and how

nodded calmly. "Good. I hope you follow through

and then left

She approached the nurse and requested a Ziploc bag, carefully placing the hairs inside and tucking it into her

to the ward, she glanced at Frederick. As she reached out to pull out his hair, her movement halted

caregiver, but compared to Daisy, he had shown

might tell her the

at the