Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace) novel Chapter 672

He pulled her into his arms, and they snuggled against each other, looking out over the shoreline.

The sun gradually set. Grace leaned on Brian's shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.

Grace had not rested well for the past few days. She was too tired at the time.

Perhaps because she was in a deep sleep, she had a dream.

In the dream, she felt she was lying on a big soft bed, as if she had returned to the time when she was sharing the same bed with Brian in the Francis family.

She slept in Brian's arms, and her nose was filled with his scent.

The dream became stranger and stranger.

She had dreamed of Brian.

She dreamed that he was gently confessing to her and saying over and over again, "Grace, I love you."

The dream gradually became indescribable. She dreamed that Brian kissed her.

And, she hooked her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss.

The dream was terrifyingly real. Even the touch and temperature when they kissed were incomparably real.

After the dream ended, Grace slowly woke up.

When she woke up, Grace realized she was sleeping in Brian's arms.

And there was a piece of clothing over her.

It was the only T-shirt Brian was wearing, so Brian slept naked on the ground.

Grace touched her lips. Just now... was it a dream or a reality?

No, Brian was no different from a seven or eight-year-old child at the moment. He would not do such a thing.

Thinking of it, Grace felt even more ashamed. She had even dreamed that she was kissing Brian!

Grace pushed Brian's chest. "Brian, wake up."

Brian slowly opened his eyes and met her gaze. The corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Honey."

Grace was still thinking of the dream. When she heard him call her "honey" gently, she blushed.

"It's getting dark. Let's get back to the hospital," said Grace.

She had a feeling that he did not look like he was only seven or eight years old today.

Brian had already walked over to line up. From time to time, he would look back at Grace, as if he was afraid that she would abandon him and run away.

Grace stood where she was and waited for him with a smile on her face.

Shopping and queuing up to buy snacks like an ordinary couple was also the scene she had dreamed of back then.

They ate almost down the street.

There was a flower shop by the roadside. Brian walked forward and picked a bouquet of roses for Grace.

"Honey, I love you," said Brian.

Grace looked at him in a daze. Tears welled up in her eyes as she took the rose.

Suddenly, Brian held her finger and asked, "Honey, why don't we have the wedding rings?"

Grace was speechless. "The rings... Maybe the rings fell into the sea when we fell."

Brian frowned. "That's sad. I'll buy you another one!"