Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace) novel Chapter 448

Melvin was very worried about Brian. He called Camren and learned that Grace had died in a car accident.

He opened his mouth in shock and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, he went to the door of the study and saw Brian sitting in a chair, holding the marriage certificate in his hand. It was as if all his soul had been sucked out of him as he stared at the ceiling motionlessly.

Melvin walked in and stood respectfully beside him. He said, "Mr. Brian, the dead can't be revived. My condolences!"

Brian did not respond.

Melvin sighed, and moisture seeped out of the corners of his eyes. He said again, "If Miss Sherman is in heaven and sees you like this, she will also be sad."

Brian suddenly pursed his lips sarcastically. He raised his hand and pinched the tears at the corners of his eyes. "Why would she be sad? In order to avoid me, she pretended to have lost her memory. Now, she's avoiding me forever. Why would she be sad because of me?"

Melvin frowned. "Mr. Brian, how can you say that? Miss Sherman cares about you. I can see it clearly. There are many things. The onlooker can see clearly. Miss Sherman definitely loves you. She definitely doesn't want you to be sad for her."

Brian thought, 'She probably has once loved me. Unfortunately, I did not realize it in time. Perhaps after I brought Louise back, she gradually stopped loving me. Otherwise, how could she have given birth to Justin's child...'

Brian clutched his heart. The more he thought about the past, the more his heart ached.

Actually, he had fallen in love with Grace a long time ago. It was just that he was unwilling to admit it.

Brian didn't know when he started loving her, Perhaps it was after the divorce, or perhaps it was before Louise returned. After spending so much time with Grace, he was used to her cooking for him. He was used to her welcoming him as soon as he came back from work and helping him take off his shoes and tie.

She was like a slow-acting poison, slowly sinking into his bones.