My gorgeous wife is an ex-convict (Grace) novel Chapter 2612

Chapter 2612 

Grace came to the bookstore to pick up some books and buy 

some stationery for Nelson. Kyla had gone to L City, and Mrs. 

Corbyn was taking care of the two children alone. As the two little ones’ godmother, she was going to take better care of them during this period, of course. 

Thinking of the three-month bet that Kyla had told her, she 

could not help but worry. She did not expect Kyla and Martin 

Weiss to make a deal like that. 

Three months. If Martin Weiss did not lift the hypnosis, it would 

be difficult to make Martin Weiss fall in love with Kyla again in only three months. 

“You should’ve asked for more time, like three years or 

something.” It was what she said to Kyla on the video call. 

“If I asked for three years, maybe he would just file for divorce. 

I think three months is as far as he can go.” 

“What if he still insists on divorcing after three months?” 

“Then we’ll get a divorce.” 

“Then you’ll…” 

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“I’ll raise Nelson and Trista myself. Maybe that’s fate and we’re 

not meant for each other, but I want to give my best in these three months so that I won’t regret it.” 

Thinking of Kyla’s resoluteness during the call, Grace sighed 

to herself again. She went to the children’s book section and selected a few books and some stationery. Just as she was about to pay, she saw Brian. 

Brian’s eyes were looking around as if he was looking for 

something. 

He felt her gaze and looked toward her. He calmed down as those phoenix eyes gazed at her. 

His glance instantly made her realize that he had probably 

been looking for her. 

After a short pause, Brian strode toward Grace. 

“There you are!” he said as he stood in front of her. 

“Were you looking for me?” she asked in surprise. 

“I passed the bookstore and saw your car outside, so I came in to try my luck,” he said while glancing at the books and stationery in her hands. “Why did you buy these…” 

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“They’re for Nelson,” she said as she walked toward the cash 

register. 

Brian knew Nelson Corbyn, so he said nothing. He walked 

beside Grace and stared at her bulging belly. His eyes glimmered as if he was thinking of something. 

When Grace paid the bill and walked to the door, she said to 

Brian, “I gotta go if there’s nothing else.” 

“Wait!” He could not help stopping her. 

“Huh?” She stopped and turned to look at him. 

“Are you determined to have this child?” he asked in a