Chapter 38
Falling for My Contractual Wife
prian was Seeing Graceâs clumsiness, Brian was so anxious that he stepped forward and snatched the gauze from her hand.
Grace reflexively stood up.
âWhat are you putting on a brave face for?â Brian looked at her with a frown.
âBrian, your fiancee will be sad when she sees youâve come here to show your concern for me, right?â
A sneer tugged at Graceâs mouth, looking at him indifferently.
Brianâs expression was cold. âLouise isnât that petty.â
Grace laughed. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes as she laughed.
âYouâre right. Itâs me who is petty! I see you spoil her in every way, but treat me coldly, and Iâm jealous! I donât expect you to be nice to me, so please leave! No matter what injuries I suffer in the future, please donât be bothered with me again!â
âYou ungrateful woman!â Brianâs temples throbbed in anger. He threw the door open and left.
Grace went limp and collapsed on the bed.
She didnât know why, but she wanted nothing more than to cry. She tried to restrain herself, but as soon as she restrained herself, she couldnât help but tremble all over.
Grace bit her arm hard so that she wouldnât cry. She bit a deep tooth mark on her arm, but she didnât feel any pain.
When Grace woke up the next day, Grace felt a splitting headache. When she looked at the time, it was already nine oâclock.
She struggled to get up from the bed and touched her forehead lightly. It felt as if the wound was somewhat inflamed.
âNo, I have to go to the hospital, Grace thought.
Grace changed her clothes and went out. She didnât plan to go to Justin. If Brian had known, Grace wouldnât have known what he would do.
Grace planned to take a taxi to the nearest clinic to treat her wound. After she hailed a taxi halfway through, they were stopped by the traffic police. The driver had no license, and the car was towed.
Grace didnât expect herself to be so unlucky that there was a problem even when she took a taxi.
She stood on the side of the road, ready to hail another taxi.
Just then, a white Land Rover pulled up in front of her.
The man in the car pushed open the door and got out of the vehicle. His gentle face was full of anxiousness. âGrace! Itâs really you! Is something wrong?â
Grace saw Justin and subconsciously took a step back. âIâm fine.â
Justinâs gaze turned solemn as he watched her actions..
Justin could tell she was keeping her distance from him.
Ä Ä M N Is it because of that man that day?â Justin thought.
MAS *UXN 40% 20:15 Justin couldnât stop his thoughts. What is the relationship between Grace and that man? The injury on her head is probably also related to that man, right?â Justin thought.
Although he had many doubts, Justin didnât press Grace with questions.
Instead, he said assertively, âThe wound on your head seems inflamed. Iâll take you to the hospital.â
The tip of Graceâs nose itched. She struggled to control her voice and said coldly, âDr. Vance, Iâll take care of it myself. You donât have to worry about me.â
Justin didnât heed her words at all. He opened the passenger door and stuffed Grace inside..
Grace let out a deep breath.
The car started, and Grace looked out the window blankly. âDr. Vance, I know you treat me like a friend, but my situation is complicated. If you get close to me, you will only get hurt.â
âIs that so? I want to see who it is that can hurt me.â Justin glanced sideways at Grace, a warm smile in his eyes.
Grace sighed, not knowing what else to say.
The car drove to Southside Hospital in a short time.
Justin exited the car and walked around to her side to open the door for her. Grace pursed her lips, seeming to hesitate for