Chapter 3

“Here,” Brian said, interrupting Grace’s thoughts flatly. At the same time, he placed an exquisite box in

front of her.

Grace was slightly struck dumb.

“Birthday present,” Brian explained coldly.

“Oh, thank you,” she replied, opening it to find a beautiful bracelet. She wasn’t really an expert when it came to jewelry, but it somehow looked really nice.

However, she didn’t want to accept it. Over the past three years, Brian had given her many things, and she had politely declined each one. The few she couldn’t refuse were neatly kept in her room’s cabinet, never used.

But now, when she thought about the next three months, about raising her child alone and the additional expenses, she felt it might be good to have some extra assets.

‘Maybe I can consider it as a support payment from the father, thought Grace.

Thinking this, Grace didn’t hesitate. She closed the box and put it in her bag..

Brian observed her actions with a dark, disdainful look in his eye. ‘So, all her previous refusals of expensive gifts are just an act. With only three months left, she is trying to take what she can get before it is too late, isn’t she?‘ thought Brian.

After dropping Grace off at home, Brian turned to leave. Just then, his phone rang.

Brian picked it up and saw a message from his assistant.

[Mr. Francis, Miss Sherman’s medical records from the hospital have been sent to your email.]

Meanwhile, when Grace got home, she felt exhausted and fell asleep the moment she lay down in her

room.

from Brian. “How’s she been lately? Anything unusual?” Brian’s cold voice came through the phone.

“Mr. Francis, Miss Sherman hasn’t had any significant changes recently. Some changes in her routine. Sleeping early, waking up late. She used to have coffee before bed. Now, it’s milk. Sometimes, she forgets to drink it. It seems like her appetite isn’t great. She doesn’t eat spicy foods anymore and prefers bland stuff. That’s about

Grace’s medical records from the hospital in his

had low blood sugar and

before hanging up the call. He couldn’t shake the

her. Thinking about it, a touch of hostility flashed through

rudely awakened by a series of knocks at the door before she was fully awake. She felt a sudden burst of anger. She had been planning to sleep in, and now, someone was disturbing her. Annoyed, Grace got up without bothering to put on shoes and stormed to the door,

tracksuit, hair pulled up high, her face completely makeup–free, revealing smooth skin and lovely features. On the other hand, Grace had

haven’t you gotten up

are you here?” Grace shot back, both of them asking a question almost simultaneously.

Grace. “I think Brian’s standards for staff are too low. It’s almost noon, and you haven’t even gotten up yet, not to mention

Brian’s barely home during the day. Go

Seconds later, she heard the door being opened. “I said I’m off today,”

he ordered, a command that

staff do

moment, Louise, who was behind Brian, questioned, “Aren’t you the house staff?”

“I…”

gaze, she couldn’t bring herself to say, “I’m not staff. I’m Brian’s wife.” She told herself she had to endure it now and endure for just

stomach isn’t well, and your cooking is light, probably more to her taste. Hurry, it’s almost noon,” Brian said,

in? She’s staying here?” Grace asked in

answered

his response, Grace fell

“Mr. Francis, I was out running errands this morning, just got back, and I’ve forgotten Miss Adkins. My

Melvin in his tracks.

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