Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)

Tina was pissed out by Brian. "Why are you so stubborn? You don't even like such a good woman like Miss Grace. You are blind!"

Tina immediately picked up the broom and chased Brian away. "Get out! We do not welcome you!"

Brian pursed his lips and walked out of the flower shop.

Camren asked, "Mr. Francis, are you looking for Miss Sherman?"

"What do you think?" Brian said coldly.

Brian returned to the hotel and took out his phone to call his contacts in Jacksonville.

Jacksonville and Capern City were close, and the two cities had close economic ties, so Brian had worked with many people in Jacksonville.

Brian finally found Grace's whereabouts after two days.

Grace was in a residential area next to a maternity hospital. She probably wanted to give birth in Jacksonville.

Brian frowned slightly at the thought of that. Grace was only three months pregnant at the last time she was in the hospital. It had only been seven months, and there were still two to three months before the delivery. She could go further to hide from him.

Why had she chosen to stay in Jacksonville and live around the hospital?

Brian drove to the residential compound where Grace lived. He went straight upstairs and walked to her door. He knocked on the door. After a while, Grace came to open the door.

Grace saw Brian outside as soon as she opened the door.

Brian quickly moved to enter the room, but Grace reacted faster than him and slammed the door shut.

She even locked the door.

Grace leaned against the door and patted her chest in fear.

Brian knocked on the door in exasperation. "Grace! Come out!"

Grace walked to the desk and put on her headphones to block out the sounds outside.

There was no reaction from inside. Brian clenched his fists and slowly lowered his arms. He lit a cigarette and stood outside in the corridor, smoking.

Camren, who had parked his car, also came up. When he saw Brian standing alone outside the door, he asked curiously, "Mr. Francis, isn't Miss Sherman at home?" Brian took a puff of his cigarette and glanced at Camren coldly.

Camren understood and shut up.

"Get lost."

Brian stood alone in the corridor. Grace did not come out even when it was dark.

His feet were already littered with cigarette butts.

A delivery man delivered the food around 7:30 p.m.

Brian looked at him and had an idea. He asked, "Is it the takeout ordered by Ms. Sherman?

The delivery man looked at Brian and said, "Yes."

Brian threw away his cigarette and said, "Give it to me. I'm with her."

"Okay." Seeing Brian could say his customer's surname, the delivery man did not overthink it and handed the food to him.

Brian carried the takeout to the door and knocked.

"Who is it?" the person inside asked warily this time.

Brian deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Delivery!"

Grace opened the door but only carefully opened it a little. Ten s he reached out to take it.

Brian reached in with the takeout and quickly stepped in.

Grace's heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly slammed the door shut.

Brian's leg and hand were both pinched hard. It was so painful that he gritted his teeth and gasped.

Grace heard his cry of pain and subconsciously opened the door. "What's wrong?"

Brian's wrist was red from being clamped by the door. There were even places where the skin had been torn off, and blood was flowing.

His leg was clamped to the bone of his ankle. It was numb from the pain.