Falling for My Contractual Wife

After buying groceries, Carson passed by a mall on the way back. When he thought of Austin's chubby little face, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He turned the steering wheel and drove into the mall. He went to the third floor, which was filled with maternal and child supplies and children's toys.

He walked into a shop and bought a few sets of pink clothes and dresses, as well as two Barbie dolls. Only then did he walk out with those things in satisfaction.

He had just reached the corridor when he saw a couple on the escalator. They were holding hands intimately.

Carson narrowed his eyes. It was Brian!

The woman beside him should be Brian's new love.

Carson stood and watched them go to the second floor and enter a jewelry shop.

Louise tried the ring with a smile on her face, and Brian looked at her gently.

Carson subconsciously tightened his grip on the shopping bag.

Actually, he did not approve of hiding Austin's birth from Brian. Brian was Austin's father and should take responsibility. However, when Carson saw the scene of Brian and Louise being intimate, he felt that Brian was not worthy.

In Carson's heart, Brian no longer had the qualifications to be a father.

Carson looked at the watch. It was almost noon. He hurried downstairs and drove back.

there was a traffic jam, and it was raining outside. Through the rearview mirror, he saw a pink Mercedes-Benz behind him. Its driver seemed to be

and cursed something. Carson only

Carson started, it turned yellow. At that moment, pedestrians were hurried to cross the road in

choice but to step on the brakes

Mercedes-Benz stepped on the accelerator and bumped

Bang!

Carson slumped forward.

car. He walked around to the back of the car and

the

and knocked on her car window. He said coldly,

woman inside opened the car window.

seen her

at him contemptuously and sneered. "Why should I? You could have left, but

I have something to

do!"

followed Louise and Brian out but missed them halfway. She was anxious, yet

no umbrella in Carson's car. At that moment, he was in

not want to talk to such an unreasonable person. He took out his phone and took photos of the