Falling for My Contractual Wife

Brian held her hand and stood side by side with her. The two of them sped off on the beginner ski track.

The skis made a crisp sound as they scraped on the snow, and the sound of the wind brushed past their ears. Rushing down the first ramp, Grace lost control of her center of gravity and her skis went askew.

Seeing this, Brian made a smooth turn and arrived in front of her. Her body leaned forward and fell on Brian. Both of them fell to the ground, and Grace fell into his arms.

Grace was still in shock. She lay in his arms for a long time and did not come back to her senses.

At this moment, Brian lowered his eyes to look at her face. He raised his head slightly and kissed her lips.

Unlike the light peck in the morning, this time, his tongue forced open her teeth domineeringly.

Grace looked at him in a daze and struggled.

Brian gave her a hard peck on the lips before letting her go. Then, he stood up nonchalantly and said, "Again." Grace was dumbfounded.

How could this person take advantage of her and proceed to teach her how to ski like nothing had happened!

She wanted to stomp her feet in anger, but he focused on guiding her movements, pointing out the problems she had while skiing.

It was as if the little episode where he forced a kiss on her did not exist.

Then, Brian taught her seriously. In less than 20 minutes, Grace learned it.

Although she had fallen a little during the process, she still felt a sense of accomplishment to be able to ski on the track alone.noveldrama

It was not until noon that the two of them went down the mountain when Grace was a little hungry.

When she returned to the hotel, Grace realized that Jasmine had left. She said that she had something to do at home.

However, she knew that Jasmine was deliberately creating an opportunity for Brian.

Grace barely said a word during dinner without Jasmine.

"Let's go to the bar tonight."

Grace subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Brian said again, "Since you're already here, have fun and relax. + don't want your mood on this trip to be affected because of me."

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Grace pursed her lips and nodded.

The bar here was unique. Just by looking at the signboard outside, one could feel the strong lust.

There were even signs in some shops that said, "If you drink, we'll be friends. If you're drunk, we'll be husband and wife."

Grace looked at these words that

made her blush and her heart race.

She had the urge to go back, but when she thought about Brian being with her, she was relieved.

The bar was noisy. As soon as Brian entered, the waiter brought him to a booth. It was obvious that he had already reserved a seat.

The waiter brought over many cocktails of various colors. Grace took a sip and it tasted pleasantly sweet.

The concentration of the cocktails was not high. Grace drank a few glasses in a row.

Half of the people who came here were with friends, and almost half of them came alone. Fewer couples came together. Many people came here in search of a romantico encounter.

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Therefore, most of the tourists were very unrestrained. Men and women were hitting on each other.

A handsome man like Brian was naturally the first choice for women to strike up a conversation with. However, because Grace was sitting beside him, no one went up.

However, when Grace returned from the toilet, a woman sat beside him.

Brian had a horrible expression. He almost splashed the wine on the woman's face.