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.

locked tight, the key long gone. Grace eyed the

Grace had an idea. With it being a wooden door, cutting the lock

was wielding the scythe, eyeing

snatching the tool from

you doing? Hand it

see how risky this is? This place could collapse any

"This is

my

I need something from inside,"

of thing one would only see in

the

then met her gaze. "Is

Grace nodded firmly.

I'll handle it,"

for this. Do you even know how to use -that thing?" Without

a resounding clang. Grace winced. Approaching cautiously, she saw the lock

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