Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 333

Brian felt a pressing need to learn more about the baby.

As for Louise, he hadn't figured out his plan yet. If Louise accepted the child, great, they'd be a family. But if not, he wasn't about to abandon his own flesh and blood for her.

The path ahead looked treacherous. It had poured two days ago, leaving it slick with mud. One wrong step and someone

could take a tumble.

Grace, though, seemed at home here. She'd grown up in these parts and wisely wore shoes with good grip. She navigated the muck with ease.

Brian, on the other hand, wasn't so lucky. He'd come here for a site inspection, dressed in a suit and shiny black shoes, not the best for navigating mud. Seeing Grace zoom ahead, he struggled to keep up, nearly taking a spill into a nearby pond a few times. "Did you live in a cave back then? Why's it so far out?" he grumbled.

Grace glanced back, catching Brian slipping and sliding like a clown.

Suppressing a laugh, she quickened her pace. After about ten minutes, they reached their destination.

The old house stood with its mud walls, a bold "dangerous" sign plastered on the wall.

gone. Grace eyed the rusty lock.

With it being a

up, Grace was wielding the

snatching the tool from

Hand it over!"

This place could collapse

"This is

my

something

hut, the sort of thing one

the tool,"

budge, then met her

Grace nodded firmly.

I'll handle it,"

his fine suit and mud-caked shoes, Grace shook her head "You're not suited for this. Do you even know how to use -that thing?" Without a

struck the lock with a resounding clang. Grace

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