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

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

Grace's eyes darkened. "Wait!"

a handful of Daisy's hair, yanking out two

to face Grace. "What was that for, you

said calmly, "I was just trying to get your attention. Sorry if I pulled too

her a glare of irritation. "What else do you

at midnight to relieve me. And no sneaking off to play cards, or I'll go and fetch

tone was firm, leaving Daisy bristling

her eyes at

I do enjoy playing cards, but would I not know what's the most important now? Your

nodded calmly. "Good. I hope you follow through on what you've

then left the

She approached the nurse and requested a Ziploc bag, carefully placing the hairs inside and

she reached out to pull out his hair, her movement

compared to Daisy,

pondered that Frederick might

the morning at the hospital, and Daisy