Falling for My Contractual Wife

Marshall was stunned.

He, who was already in an impetuous mood, was instantly annoyed.

"What kind of attitude is that?"

"What attitude? Shannon is not a child anymore. Are you afraid that she'll be lost? I called her, but she didn't tell me where she was. What can I do?"

Marshall looked at Louise in shock. He took two steps toward Louise as if he felt she was a stranger and wanted to see her clearly.

After staring at her face for a long time, Marshall slowly shook his head.

Louise's hair stood on end under his gaze. She suddenly realized that she might have been too emotional just now.

She gulped and said, "I... I didn't do it on purpose. I called Shannon just now. Shannon..."

"You don't look alike... you don't look alike at all," Marshall suddenly muttered.

Louise's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean?"

"You don't look like your mother at all. Your mother never raised her voice like that. She was a cultured, sensible, gentle, and virtuous woman. She didn't yell no matter what she encountered." Louise was so nervous that her lips trembled. "I... Dad, I'm sorry. I really didn't do it on purpose."

She lowered her eyes, and a teardrop fell just in time.

"Dad, I've been really in a bad mood recently. I feel terrible. Brian broke up with me. Nova still refuses to let me off. She provokes me every day. Do you know how sad I am?" Louise's face was pale as she cried pitifully. Anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her.

Marshall instantly felt that he had gone overboard with his words. He quickly comforted her. "My good daughter, stop crying. It's my fault. I didn't give you enough care." Louise threw herself into his arms and cried uncontrollably.

*****

Francis Group.

In the morning, Brian was reading documents in his office when Camren suddenly walked in hurriedly.

"Mr. Francis, there's news of Miss Sherman."

Brian frowned. "Miss Sherman?" He thought, 'That Miss Sherman?'

Camren nodded excitedly. "This is a photo of a foreign hospital. Look, isn't this Miss Sherman? I've asked around. Their hospital said that this patient was sent to their hospital for treatment after a car accident five years ago. It matches the time of Miss Sherman's car accident."

Brian's eyes widened. He took the tablet and enlarged the photo. In the photo, Grace was sitting in a wheelchair. Her head was wrapped in gauze, and her right temple was also wrapped in gauze. However, Brian could still confirm at a glance that this person was Grace.noveldrama

She was sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun as she looked at the sky. Her eyes were so lifeless, and her cheeks were so gaunt. She looked desolate.

Brian was so agitated that his

fingers trembled violently. He looked

up at Camren and tried his best to ina

ask in a calm tone, "Which hospital is it? Book me a plane ticketO immediately."

Camren nodded vigorously. "Yes. Mr. Francis, I'll book a plane ticket for you now."

Brian was overjoyed. Grace was not dead. She was not dead. Did God want to give him a chance to make it up to her?

His heart was beating wildly at this moment. He was even fantasizing about the scene of him reuniting with Grace.

He would definitely hug her tightly and tell her how much he loved her.

At this moment, a tall figure walked in through the door.

Nova walked up to Brian with a calm expression. "I sent you a message. Why didn't you reply?"