Falling for My Contractual Wife

Grace sat opposite him. He held a glass of wine and looked in the direction of the dance floor, not intending to speak. Brian said, "My girlfriend is there. Please go away."

"I'm not." Grace looked at the woman. "I'm not his girlfriend. Really. Do whatever you want."noveldrama

The woman looked at Grace and then at Brian. Her smile became even more enchanting.

"Handsome, we're all here for fun. Don't be so heartless. Shall we go dance?"

Brian looked at Grace with a dark expression.

At this moment, a man with long hair walked over and greeted Grace. "Hi, beautiful. Shall we get to know each other?"

Grace was stunned. She felt like she had shot herself in the foot.

When the man saw that someone went to hit on Brian but she acted as if nothing had happened, he knew that the two of them were not a couple, so he naturally came up to hit on her. She nodded slightly and said distantly, "I'm sorry."

The man persevered and sat down on the armrest of the sofa. "It's okay. You're beautiful. It's normal for you to be a little cold."

The man raised his glass and wanted to clink glasses with her.

Out of politeness, Grace picked up his glass and gave him a light clink.

Brian's face darkened completely. He pushed the woman beside him away and said, "Get lost!"

"Do you think I'm dead?" Brian's voice was as gloomy.

The man was stunned. He looked at Grace and then at Brian. He said awkwardly, "Um... Sorry to disturb you."

Grace frowned. "I didn't even interfere with you picking up girls. What right do you have to scare him away?"

Brian was angry and helpless. "I really shouldn't have brought you here. We're returning to the hotel."

"I don't want to. I want to dance."

Brian could not do anything to her. He was afraid that she would be talem advantage of if she danced alone, so he could only follow her onto the dance floor.

Grace was jumping around without

any rhythm. Of course, most of the people on the dance floor were like her. Brian followed her closely and looked out of place in the crowd.

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Grace was drenched in sweat. She ran to drink a few more glasses of hard liquor. When she finally walked out of the bar, her legs were trembling. Brian called a taxi back to the hotel and carried her back to his room.

He put her in the bathroom and ran water in the tub.

"This is a new bathtub. I got someone to replace it in advance. It's clean, you can bathe in it," he said as he went to undress her naturally.

Although Grace did not have much strength because she drank, she was still very conscious. She held her clothes and said, "Don't try to take advantage of me."

Brian smiled and pinched her cheek. "Can you shower by yourself?"

"Get out. I don't need your help."

He said dotingly, "Okay, I'll go out."

In the end, Brian waited outside for an hour and Grace still hadn't exited.

He walked in and saw Grace leaning against the bathtub, her head resting on the edge. She was already asleep.

Brian walked in helplessly and gently picked her up. He dried her body and found his T-shirt for her to put on.

He hugged her body from behind and closed his eyes in satisfaction.

After five years, he could finally hug her to sleep.

Grace had not slept so deeply for a long time. She knew in her mind that it was already very late and she should wake up, but for some reason, her brain seemed to refuse to wake up.

She slept until eleven o'clock in the morning. She had a nightmare and suddenly woke up.