Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 1 A Deal

In a fancy room at the Francis estate, romance filled the air. Grace Sherman lay on the big, soft bed, traces of kisses on her neck barely visible. She turned to the man beside her and tentatively asked, “Can you stay tonight?”

Brian Francis, in the middle of tying his tie, paused. He slowly looked up, his icy gaze landing on her face. “Three more months, and our three-year engagement is over. It’s just a deal between us,” he said coldly.

A shiver ran through Grace. Her heart stung sharply. She understood it was all just a deal. Three years ago, her parents forced her to marry Brian in the countryside to raise money for her younger brother’s congenital leukemia treatment. All she had to do was be married to him for three years to get 600 thousand dollars. So, she had no right to ask him to stay.

As Grace bit her lip, her hand under the blanket quietly curled up. She felt a bit lost. Her hand, hidden beneath the covers, slowly caressed her belly. She was pregnant with Brian’s child.

Grace tightly gripped the blanket, took a deep breath, and said, “Brian, today is my…”

She wanted to say it was her birthday, really hoping Brian would stay with her. But before she could finish, Brian interrupted her. “There’s something I need to tell you. She’s back.”

Grace heard those words, and it felt like thunder. Her heart shook. Her mind went blank, a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees lingering in her ears. She hadn’t expected that woman to come back. Grace knew who Brian meant by “she” too well. Brian was willing to spend money on marrying Grace because she looked like that woman.

In these three years of marriage, he had been affectionate and tender towards her. Grace had more than once believed they would spend their lives together. However, six months ago, while she was drunk and entwined with him in bed, she heard him call out another woman’s name. Although his voice was very vague, she knew he wasn’t calling her name. At that moment, she woke up from the dream, having to face the harsh reality.

She understood she only looked like the person he loved, and their marriage was just a deal. If she developed feelings, she would break the deal. She understood that Brian treated her so well and showered her with love only because he loved that woman, and his heart belonged to her. She and him were only bound by a paper contract. She found it utterly ridiculous and amusing.

Grace lifted her eyes. “We’ve got three months left in our contract. You can’t back out, not even a day less.”

Brian shot her a cold glance and left the room. His tall figure exuded a chilly aura. Grace watched him go in silence, smiling bitterly.

Grace set up a table full of dishes Brian liked, watching the clock tick on the wall, one second

her sentence, she saw another woman standing beside Brian. Her eyes were gentle, her face delicate, dressed in a light

resemblance between this woman and Grace. Grace immediately realized she was the woman

tenderness in his usually stern eyes, the same way he used

to the woman, a

Louise softly replied, smiling

going upstairs, treating her as if she were invisible.

into the mansion. Her beautiful eyes scanned around,

“Hello, I’m Louise Adkins.”

thought her name sounded

Grace was about to introduce herself politely,

maid here, right? Can you grind

expect to be mistaken for a maid

we

“Let’s go.”

saying to Louise, “I’ll have the assistant bring

her beautiful eyes. Then she looked at Grace and

at Grace in her home clothes, wearing

and casually,

sank heavily, feeling as though she had fallen from the sky to the ground. She forced herself not to look at his retreating figure, quietly taking off her apron and

lit up the night, glowing