Falling for My Contractual Wife

Grace pursed her lips. "Please sleep. I'm not sleepy."

"I'll only get sleepy after a while. Let's count sheep together. If you don't feel like it, then I can sing for you."

Grace was completely baffled.

In the end, Grace lay beside Brian. Brian wrapped all four limbs around her like an octopus.

He was still hugging her tightly when she woke up the next day.

Grace moved, and he woke up with a start. "Good morning."

"You're awake. I'll go get you discharged."

Grace coldly removed his hand and walked out of the ward.

After a while, she realized that Brian had also come out and followed her. He was tall and had an outstanding appearance. He stood out among the crowd like a sore thumb, attracting everyone's attention.

They completed the discharge procedures and were about to leave when they saw the fishermen who had saved them. He had made fish soup for them.

When the fishermen saw that they had completed the discharge procedures, he asked in surprise, "Are you... ready to leave?"

Grace sighed slightly. "He has lost his memory. I plan to take him back to Capern City for treatment." The fisherman nodded at her words. "That's true. Capern City is more developed and has good medical facilities. He'll definitely recover quickly from treatment there."

"This is the fish soup I made for you. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? If you don't mind, you can have some."

Grace gratefully took the soup from him. "Thank you! If it weren't for you, we would have died long ago. I really don't know how to thank you for being so caring and bringing us food."

"It's nothing."

She was in no position to ask him for anything else. She thought for a moment and said, "Sir, it's still early. Can I come to your house?"

The fisherman happily agreed. "Of course!"

Brian stood beside Grace and held her hand tightly without saying a word. She realized Brian's problem. He wouldn't say a word around any outsiders.

The fisherman lived in the village and could only get there by walking on a long road. It was not a paved road. It had rained these past few days, so walking was like skating.

Grace had walked on such a road when she was young, but Brian had never walked such a lousy road. He was inexperienced. Fortunately, Grace had been holding his hand, so he did not fall. noveldrama

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The fisherman said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry for making a fool of myself. You only find such a road in our village."

"It's okay. I grew up in the countryside, too."

After walking for about twenty minutes, they finally arrived at the fisherman's house.

The fisherman had a daughter who was in primary school. When Grace arrived, the little girl was drying fish in the courtyard.

The little girl's face was also tanned. She looked at Grace with her dark eyes.

"Sienna, come and greet our guests, Grace and Brian. Hurry up and bring coffee for them."

The little girl obediently ran inside the house and brought coffee. "Brian, Grace, please have some coffee."

"Thank you."

Grace sat down on the stool. Brian stood beside her and did not move. He lowered his head and stared at his shoes. He didn't have a pleasant expression on his face.

Although Brian had lost his memory, his mysophobia had not changed.

Grace pulled him to sit down. Brian looked at the dark bench and reluctantly sat down.

He didn't place his whole bottom on the stool completely, afraid that he would dirty his entire butt.

The fisherman looked at him with a smile. "Sir, try this. We brewed this coffee from a special kind of plant

we grow here. It is very aromatic and tastes good."

Grace noticed Brian did not move and knew he dreaded using the fisherman's coffee mugs.