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

adjacent kitchen, Grace had an idea. With it being a wooden door, cutting

Grace was wielding the scythe,

snatching the tool from her

you doing? Hand it

is? This place could

"This is

my

need something

the mud hut, the sort of thing one

me the tool," Grace

didn't budge, then met her gaze. "Is it

Grace nodded firmly.

I'll handle

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 word, Brian pushed her

clang. Grace winced. Approaching cautiously,

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