Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace)

Grace felt like she had been splashed with ice water. "I wouldn't give the child to you even if the child was yours! You separate my child from me! What's the difference between that and killing the child?" Brian frowned fiercely. There was a hint of coldness in his voice as he said, "If the child is mine, the child should belong to me no matter how you look at it. You don't stand a chance if you want to fight with me for the child's custody!"

Grace took a few steps back and stared at him as if she were looking at a terrifying beast. "You're going to marry Louise. Why do you want to take the child? She will be my child's stepmother! I definitely won't let my child suffer any grievances!"

Brian's gaze was cold as he said, "With me around, what can the child suffer?"

"Brian, if the child is yours, and you want the child, you'll have to remarry me," Grace said.

Brian's eyes trembled as he stiffly said, "Impossible."

Grace's heart sank. She looked at him sympathetically. "Do you think you know your fiancée very well?"

"What do you mean?" Brian frowned.

Grace clenched her fists tightly. "She tried to harm me time and time again. She's the one who sent the men who robbed me in Jacksonville!"

Brian denied it almost immediately. "Impossible! Louise can't be that kind of person!"

Grace knew Brian would say such a thing. Since he trusted Louise so much, Grace felt she had nothing else to say. No matter what she said, in his opinion, Grace was framing the pure goddess in his heart. Grace smiled. "Some people in this world are so pitiful. They're so young, but they're blind."

Brian stopped talking about Louise.

He thought over and said to Grace, "Listen to me. The best choice is for the child to be with me. I can give him the best education and living environment. Your worries are unnecessary. I'll take care of him myself. As for you, you carisit him anytime you want to see the child."

Grace lowered her eyes and looked up at Brian weakly. "Brian, don't plan it so perfectly. The child is Justin's."

Brian's eyes darkened.

Grace saw his expression change and felt a flash of pleasure in her heart. She propped her forehead on her hand. "I'm tired. I want to rest." Then she turned around.

Brian suddenly stopped Grace. "Wait, there's still something I haven't figured out. Did you see what the person who followed you looked like?"

"I remember, but that person has no

particular facial features." She suddenly turned around and looked at him coldly. "But I remember the person sent by Louise to harm me has a scar on his forehead.

Brian pursed his lips, and his expression turned cold.

Grace turned around and entered her room.

Brian stood rooted to the ground, his eyes darkening. Even though he

knew Grace would not lie, he did not

believe Louise would harm anyone. There must be some

misunderstanding here.

Brian put away the plate and fork and then went to the kitchen to do the wash. Then, he returned to the living room and lay on the sofa, preparing to sleep. Grace lay on the bed, her mind replaying Brian's words.

Judging from Brian's expression, the person following me didn't seem to be sent by Brian. So, who's been following me?' thought Grace.

Grace recalled that Nancy had helped her carry her luggage over when she left that day. However, Nancy could not have placed a tracker in her luggage.

Oh yes! It was Ava Adkins! She had seen me at the hospital that day!' Grace thought again.