Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)

"Miss, you have good taste. My shop is a corner shop with a big room and a big entrance. Once the sign is hung here, passebys will take a look inside. Business will be booming!" The landlady led Grace. "Come, come. My shop is 16.2 feet high and can be separated by one floor. Slow down on the stairs. Be careful with your belly..."

Grace supported her belly and walked up, holding onto the railing.

"Look at this. It's completely isolated. From your accent, you should have come from Capern City, right? How long have you been here? Have you bought a house here?" "No." Grace shook her head.

"That's right! You and your husband don't have to rent a house anymore. You live right up here, so you can save a lot of rent! The last tenant of my shop was a pair of young people. They do computer repairs and live up here."

Grace nodded. She was satisfied with this shop. "Boss, how much is it per month?"

"It's 4,000 dollars."

Grace looked at her for a while. "Can you give me a special discount on this?"

"Young lady, this is a corner shop! Moreover, the shop is over 16 feet high. The market rent for this kind of shop is at this price. I didn't make you an arbitrary offer!"

Grace smiled. "Boss, I'm new in Jacksonville, but I've seen a few shops. I know what the market price is. I think there are several shops to rent around here. I'm just opening a flower shop. It doesn't matter if it's a corner shop. Frankly, I was worried about what would happen if I lived upstairs alone."

The landlady smiled sheepishly. "Well, young lady. The price is negotiable! Come on, and have a seat. Let's sit down and talk. It's so tiring for you to stand."

Grace patted the dust off the chair and sat down. The landlady said, "How about this? I'll give you a discount of 400 dollars. How about that?"

Grace said in one go, "A discount of 1,000 dollars!"

"No. How about a discount of 800 dollars? Wouldn't it be enough if your husband smoked fewer packs of cigarettes a month?"

Grace lowered her eyes. "I don't have a husband. I'm alone."

"Ah?" The landlady looked at Grace's lonely look and sighed. "Alright! It's 3,000 dollars per month! Let's sign the contract!"

The landlady took the contract and a pen from her bag and began to write the contract.

After writing it, Grace took the contract and read it carefully.

The landlady was scrolling through the videos on her phone and suddenly exclaimed, "Well, how tragic! Dead without an intact corpse..." Grace turned to look at her and asked nervously, "What do you mean by dead without an intact corpse? Did a murder happen nearby?" "The security around us is great! How can there be a murder case? I'm talking about the plane crash! Didn't you watch the news?" Grace shook her head. "When did that happen?"

She had not turned on her phone for the past two days. She bought a new phone card after arriving in Jacksonville. She did not know what had happened in the past two days. The landlady showed her the phone. "Here, take a look."

Grace read the words on it and suddenly widened her eyes.

Flight CU8570 from Seefer City to South City on the 25th. Wasn't the plane she bought the ticket for?

The landlady looked at Grace's shocked expression and waved her hand before Grace's face. "What's wrong, young lady?"

Grace came back to her senses. "N... nothing."

Grace quickly signed the contract and pressed her thumbprint. The landlord handed her the key.