Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 4

Grace knew she was Brian’s wife, the lady of this mansion. But watching Louise act so calm and collected in front of her, she felt like she couldn’t stay in this house for another second.

gaze

Her drifted to the side, and with what she thought was a calm tone, she said, “I’m going to tidy up the room,” and turned to head upstairs.

Louise lifted her eyes slowly, a hint of mockery playing on her lips. Grace’s retreating figure seemed a bit like she was escaping.

Back in her room, Grace felt a pang of sadness but quickly convinced herself it wasn’t worth being upset. She was just a stand–in, something she’d known all along.

She couldn’t even bring herself to enjoy breakfast, lying back in bed, drifting into a deep sleep.

Voices downstairs woke Grace up. Checking the time, it was already 11 AM. Laughter occasionally drifted up, and she opened the door to hear it more clearly.

“Miss Adkins, your figure and style are amazing! You look good in anything! I don’t even know which one to recommend. You can pull off any style!”

Grace watched the scene downstairs, her face turning pallid. Louise was wearing an off–shoulder white wedding dress, hair elegantly tied up, standing tall and graceful. In her mind, she couldn’t help but picture Louise and Brian together in wedding attire. Ironically, she found the imagined couple quite fitting.

Unconsciously, Grace’s nails dug into her palms. She couldn’t help but think that this was the difference between being the real deal and just a substitute. When she married Brian, they did nothing more than the paperwork at the city hall.

Then Louise spotted Grace, her face brightening into a smile. “Is the room cleaned up? Come down, I think you have a good eye. Help me decide which one looks better on me.”

Grace’s heart sank, and she descended the stairs with heavy steps.

own wedding. Make the decision yourself. After all, it only happens once

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a hint of darkness. Just then, Melvin entered, respectfully saying, “Miss Adkins, your chicken soup.”

sniff, the rich aroma wafting instantly into the air. Grace’s stomach churned, and she

asking,

eyes. She looked up at Louise with a bright smile. “Yes, I’m pregnant,

suspicion she’d attract. It was better to admit it. This way,

believe

laugh. “You can’t

turned and went

a sigh of relief quietly. Thankfully, she hadn’t been found out, but she worried Brian would blame her if he found

the wedding dress, still wore an elegant smile on her face. She turned

do for

during the move, so could you wash them

away in her high

done laundry before, so washing clothes wasn’t particularly

wasn’t until later that Grace discovered Louise had three whole suitcases of clothes. Staring at the mountain of clothes in front of her, Grace desperately tried to convince herself it was just three months. Endure it, and

sweating and exhausted, the butler approached and said, “Miss Sherman, you won’t finish washing all these clothes even if you work until dark. Let

Louise specifically had her do the washing. If Brian found out Melvin helped, he might direct his anger at Melvin.

wasn’t particularly challenging for Grace. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and

two full hours of washing, she was parched and about to stand up

calling out, “Miss Sherman!” before she lost consciousness.

the scent of disinfectant lingered in the air. Her vision gradually focused, and she saw a tall figure standing by the bed. Realizing she was in a hospital, she sat up abruptly. Brian

she asked, “When did you get

with a cold