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.

still in

Grace. Awkwardly, Daisy stood up. "I'll leave first. You stay here and watch over your dad." After

Grace's eyes darkened. "Wait!"

abruptly stood and seized a handful of Daisy's hair, yanking out

head and turning to face Grace. "What was that for, you little

was just trying to get your attention. Sorry if I

glare of irritation. "What else do

make sure to come back at midnight to relieve me. And no sneaking

firm, leaving Daisy bristling with

her eyes

cards, but would I not know what's the most important now? Your dad is still in a coma, and how could I

hope you follow through on what

and then

the two hairs within it. She approached the nurse and requested a Ziploc bag, carefully placing the

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

of a caregiver, but compared

Frederick might tell

one in the morning at the hospital, and