Falling for My Contractual Wife

Buchdenly, Brian cast his fork onto the table Ava’s heart skipped a bent the thought that Brian was going to scold her for forturing Grace Louise looked at him in surples and asked, “Brian, what’s wrong? Bran suddenly stood up and walked towards Grace with a mad expression. This is what your cooked? Do you call this food? It tastes like shit if you can’t cook properly, dont cook! Why are you putting on a pouty face?

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Grace looked up at him Dit he have to pick up on her on purpose now? Itrian suddenly grabbed her west. His actions were very tough, but he managed to avoid the wounds on her wrist somehow Louise frowned and immediately stood up. “Brian, what are you doing

Brian dragged Grace out of the living room, passed through the courtyard, and arrived at the entrance of the wine cellar Melvin and Louise followed Brian kicked open the door, ‘Get in The wine cellar was in the basement. There were a fa stairs behind the door Grace was almost pushed down the stairs by Brian the grabbed the railing, still in shock

“Without my permission, no one can let her out! Upon hearing his words, Louise narrowed her eyes slightly and turned to look at Brian. She smiled and grabbed his arm Trian, why do you have to lock her up? Grace is injured. How can she recover from her injuries if you lock het up alone?” Brian didn’t answer but coldly told Melvin to lock the door

Melvin hesitated for a few seconds. He looked at Grace, sighed heavily, and locked the door. Ava snorted at the closed doot “Serves you right” Only Louise secretly clenched her fists. She could tell that Brian was not punishing Grace! He was protecting her by imprisoning her! This was because he felt sorry for Grace when he saw Grace being bullied by Ava, even though she was already covered in injuries!

Now Louise only hated herself for being too soft hearted back then She should have gotten someone to beat Grace up until she could not get up! Brian walked away and noticed that Louise did not follow up. He turned around and looked at her “Lourse, what’s wrong?” Louise blinked. She hid the hatred in her eyes and smiled. I’m fine. Let’s go back and eat.”

The dark cellar was cold and damp Grace shrank her neck and turned on the light in the room. The light was yellow and felt warm, and the temperature in the room seemed to have become higher because of the light. There was nothing in the cellar but wine Grace could only curl up in the corner all by herself.

About an hour later, the door opened Melvin brought her food Looking at her wounds, Melvin said sympathetically, “Poor Miss Sherman, how can anyone live in this wine cellar! Grace pursed her lips. “I’m fine. It’s quiet here. I like it. I think it’s

quite good”

Melvin looked at her for a while and persuaded. “Why don’t you go and apologize to Mr. Brian? If you give in to him, he will let you out” Grace shook her head. She did not know what to apologize for. She did not think that she had done anything

wrong

“Melvin, you don’t have to worry about me. If you really want to help me, bring me a blanket.” Melvin hurriedly nodded. “Alright, alright, I’ll bring it over for you immediately!” Melvin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he carried two blankets over. There was a huge table in the wine cellar. Grace moved all the wine on it to the ground and spread the blankets over it, just enough to sleep on

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Suddenly, Brian cast his fork onto the table. Ava’s heart skipped a beat. She thought that Brian was going to scold her for torturing Grace. Louise looked at him in surprise and asked, “Brian, what’s wrong?” Brian suddenly stood up and walked towards Grace with a mad expression. “This is what you cooked? Do you call this food? It tastes like shit! If you can’t cook properly, don’t cook! Why are you putting on a pouty face?”

Grace looked up at him. Did he have to pick up on her on purpose now? Brian suddenly grabbed her wrist. His actions were very rough, but he managed to avoid the wounds on her wrist somehow. Louise frowned and Immediately stood up. “Brian, what are you doing?”

Brian dragged Grace out of the living room, passed through the courtyard, and arrived at the entrance of the wine cellar. Melvin and Louise followed. Brian kicked open the door, “Get in!” The wine cellar was in the basement. There were a few stairs behind the door. Grace was almost pushed down the stairs by Brian. She grabbed the railing, still in shock.

“Without my permission, no one can let her out!” Upon hearing his words, Louise narrowed her eyes slightly and turned to look at Brian. She smiled and grabbed his arm. “Brian, why do you have to lock her up? Grace is injured. How can she recover from her injuries if you lock her up alone?” Brian didn’t answer but coldly told Melvin to lock the door.

Melvin hesitated for a few seconds. He looked at Grace, sighed heavily, and locked the door. Ava snorted at the closed door. “Serves you right!” Only Louise secretly clenched her fists. She could tell that Brian was not punishing Grace! He was protecting her by imprisoning her! This was because he felt sorry for Grace when he saw Grace being bullied by Ava, even though she was already covered in injuries!

Now Louise only hated herself for being too soft–hearted back then. She should have gotten someone to beat Grace up until she could not get up! Brian walked away and noticed that Louise did not follow

up. He turned around and looked at her. “Louise, what’s wrong?” Louise blinked. She hid the hatred in her eyes and smiled. “I’m fine. Let’s go back and eat.”

The dark cellar was cold and damp. Grace shrank her neck and turned on the light in the room. The light was yellow and felt warm, and the temperature in the room seemed to have become higher because of the light. There was nothing in the cellar but wine. Grace could only curl up in the corner all by herself.

About an hour later, the door opened. Melvin brought her food. Looking at her wounds, Melvin said sympathetically. “Poor

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Miss Sherman, how can anyone live in this wine cellar!” Grace pursed her lips. “I’m fine. It’s quiet here. I like it. I think it’s quite good”

Melvin looked at her for a while and persuaded, “Why don’t you go and apologize to Mr. Brian? If you give in to him, he will

let you

out” Grace shook her head. She did not know what to apologize for. She did not think that she had done anything

wrong.

“Melvin, you don’t have to worry about me. If you really want to help me, bring me a blanket.” Melvin hurriedly nodded. “Alright, alright, I’ll bring it over for you immediately!” Melvin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he carried two blankets over. There was a huge table in the wine cellar. Grace moved all the wine on it to the ground and spread the blankets over it, just enough to sleep on.