Falling for My Contractual Wife

She opened her eyes again and looked at her phone, where Brian had sent her a message. [I'm waiting for you downstairs.]

Grace was now wide awake. She looked at Austin beside her, leaned down, and gently kissed her cheek, then got up, dressed, and went downstairs.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

When Brian saw Grace, he was taken aback. He had never seen Grace look so haggard before. Her eyes were swollen, and her complexion was as pale as a sheet of paper. His heart ached, and he felt guilty thinking that they still hadn't found any news about the child. "I'm sorry that we haven't found the child yet..."

"You should be sorry," he was interrupted by Grace's cold voice before he could finish.

Brian frowned, looking at her in confusion.

"My daughter has been found. Can you guess where she was found?"

Brian's eyes lit up. "Really? Austin has been found?"

He was genuinely happy and excited, so he instinctively grasped her shoulders.

However, Grace coldly brushed his hands away. "The child was found at a welfare institution near Sevetin Park. Do you have anything to say about this?"

Brian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a moment, he realized what she was implying.

She was still suspecting Louise, as the location Louise had sent yesterday was at Sevetin Park.

"Grace, don't be so hasty. She was with her friend yesterday."

Grace looked at him with a sneer, her heart completely cold. Even now, Brian still had unwavering trust in Louise.

Grace no longer expected her words to be enough to change Brian's opinion of Louise. "Brian, the thing I regret the most is falling in love with you. You wait and see. One day, you will regret trusting her so much! "Thank you for helping me search for my child yesterday. Speaking of which, I should thank you for having Louise send a location, otherwise... I might never have seen my daughter again

Grace's voice choked and blurred as she spoke the last sentence, and her tears slid down again.

Such a Grace was fragile yet resilient.

Brian's heart felt as if it had been sharply tugged.

He opened his mouth, his voice a bit hoarse as he asked, "Austin wasn't injured, was she?"

Grace let out a cold laugh. "Thanks to you, apart from being pinched by Louise on the mouth, she wasn't hurt."

Brian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he didn't defend Louise any further.

"I'd like to take a couple of days off to rest. I'm very tired. Is that okay?" she asked.

"Alright, I'll talk to the HR Department and arrange for your paid leave."

"Thank you." Grace turned and went back into the community.

15:12 Sun, Déc

Brian returned to his car, lit a cigarette, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

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Although he believed that Louise wouldn't do such a thing, Grace's firm tone always brought to mind the image of Louise holding Austin and pinching her mouth with her hand. He closed his eyes as if there was an indissoluble fog in front of him, blurring his vision.

He didn't know what to believe.

His ears echoed with the words Grace had said over and over again. Her expression was resolute, firmly stating that it was Louise who kidnapped her, that it was Louise who stole Austin. But perhaps the childhood impression was too thick, preventing him from believing that Louise was such a person.

Shaking his head, he burned his fingers, suddenly regaining his senses, and threw away the cigarette butt in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he started the car and drove toward the Adkins family.