Falling For My Contractual Wife (Brian and Grace) novel Chapter 445

Grace hit the glass in despair and shouted hoarsely, "No! Don't touch my daughter! Louise, I beg you, don't touch her..."

Louise's eyes flashed with joy. She placed the last photo in front of her. "Did you see that? I've already thrown her into the sea. You should thank me for helping her end her future pain."

Grace went completely crazy. In the photo, Austin was about to be submerged by the sea.

She seemed to be in a daze. Only tears kept flowing out of her eyes.

The phone in her hand dropped. Louise looked at her and laughed out loud. She hung up the phone, turned around proudly, and left.

After being dragged into the prison cell by the prison guards, she lay on the ground weakly.

The talkative woman stepped forward and looked at her. Then, she reached out and touched her arm. "Hey... what's wrong?"

Grace's eyes were dull and unresponsive, and her face was ashen.

At this moment, the short-haired woman was about to get up and go to the toilet. When she saw Grace fall in the middle of the road, she raised her leg and kicked her. "Get up!"

Grace rolled her eyes but did not move.

The short-haired woman was instantly enraged. She kicked Grace's abdomen fiercely.

Grace frowned and suddenly stood up. With lightning speed, she pounced on the short-haired woman.

The short-haired woman was tall and strong. Previously, she was an outlaw and was terrifyingly strong. Soon, she pressed Grace under her and punched her ruthlessly.

Grace was punched a few times in a row, and blood flowed out of her nose. Her brain also felt a little short of oxygen.

The other women in the cell were so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

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When Grace woke up, she was in a hospital bed.

Her head hurt. When she opened her eyes, memories flooded back. She closed her eyes, but tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes.

The door opened and a woman in a white coat came in.

Grace opened her eyes and glanced at her. Then, she turned around and looked at the ceiling like a zombie.

The woman greeted her and said gently, "You're awake. Your head is injured and you've already been stitched up while you were unconscious. Don't move too much. Be careful not to pull your wound. My name is Maia Castillo." As she spoke, she gave Grace an IV drip.

Looking at Grace's puppet-like appearance, Maia did not know if Grace had taken her words to heart.