Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)

Ava reached out and unbuttoned Brian's shirt. Her heart was pounding with excitement.

After unbuttoning the last button, the man on the bed suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her down. He turned around and pressed her onto the bed. Brian looked at her with blurry eyes. "Grace..."

He leaned over and moved closer to her neck. Suddenly, the pungent smell of perfume wafted into his nose.

Brian suddenly paused. The smell of perfume instantly cleared his mind.

He propped himself up and looked at Ava on the bed.

Ava reached out and touched his cheek. "Brian... What's wrong with you?"

Slap!

Brian suddenly slapped her hand away and pushed her off the bed.

"Ah!"

The sudden change stunned Ava. Then, she heard Brian's cold voice. "Get lost!"

Ava hurriedly got up from the ground and staggered out of the room.

Brian buttoned up his shirt and walked out of the room. He shouted down the corridor, "Who let her in? Don't let her in without my permission in the future!" Ava had just walked into the courtyard when she heard Brian's words.

Her face paled and tears fell.

Brian returned to his room. No matter how strong the smell of alcohol was in the room, he could still smell the unpleasant perfume.

Brian felt that the smell made him uncomfortable. He walked out of the room and said to Melvin, "Get someone to change the bedsheets in the room! Clean the room!"

"Alright! Mr. Brian, I'll get someone to clean it now!"

Brian went to the bathroom to take a shower in frustration.

It was another sleepless night. The more he forced himself not to think about Grace, the more her face appeared in his mind.

He subconsciously wanted to get the wine again, but then he looked at himself in the mirror. His face was covered in stubble and he had dark circles. He stopped himself from drinking.

He walked around the villa in discomfort and finally asked Melvin to open the servant room that Grace once slept in.

The bed sheets in the room had already been removed. Brian stood in the room in a daze.

Melvin stood behind him and did not dare to say a word.

Brian looked at the empty bed and suddenly understood. Yes, even this bed reminded him that Grace was dead and would never come back.

Brian walked out of the room in a daze and closed the door.

The bedroom had been cleaned. There was no smell of alcohol or Ava's perfume. He lay on the bed and stared up at the ceiling.

He only closed his eyes when his eyes were so dry that he could not open them.

He slept uneasily and had many dreams. In his dreams, sometimes he would see Grace walking on the edge of the cliff, sometimes he would see Grace being chased by a group of people, and sometimes he would see her walking by the sea.

At last, he saw her walking toward a plane blazing with fire.

Brian wanted to tell her not to go, but he could not make any sound. Grace walked to the boarding gate and suddenly turned around to look at him. She looked at her with a smile. "Brian. Goodbye."

Brian watched helplessly as her figure disappeared into the sea of fire.

He desperately wanted to run over and save her, but he felt that his feet were heavy and he couldn't walk. He could not lift his feet at all. He called her name hoarsely.

He used all his strength to make a sound. "Grace... Grace!"

Brian suddenly sat up from the bed. His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

He closed his eyes for a moment as memories flooded back, reminding him that Grace was dead and he would never see her again.