Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 7

Louise had finished her drip, and it was already past three in the morning. She had fallen asleep. Brian did not wake her up and managed to rest on another bed for the night.

By six in the morning, Louise woke up. Brian, unable to sleep well in the hospital, decided to take her back to the villa carly.

Grace hadn’t slept well either, plagued by dreams of Brian’s cold warnings. As Brian’s car approached the villa, she woke up. Unsure of what to do upon waking, she aimlessly got out of bed, slipped on her slippers, and walked out of her room. Standing on the second–floor corridor, she saw a tender moment between Brian and Louise as they entered from outside.

Louise seemed fine, with rosy cheeks, holding Brian’s hand, and they strolled into the living room with laughter. Catching the sight of Grace from the corner of her eye, Louise suddenly stumbled and cried out, “Oops! Brian, my foot!”

“What happened to your foot?” Brian anxiously crouched to check on her.

“I twisted it just now, and my ankle feels numb.” Louise stood on one leg, looking pained, and stared at Brian.

“Why are you so careless? Acting so recklessly like a child.” Although Brian seemed to be scolding Louise, his voice was filled with love.

Hearing his words made Grace’s heart ache.

“I want to lie down for a bit. I didn’t sleep at all last night,” Louise cooed, clinging to his neck.

“I’ll carry you up,” he said, lifting her effortlessly and heading upstairs, leaving Grace petrified in her spot. As Brian ascended the stairs, seeing Grace in disarray, still in her nightclothes with tousled hair, he paused briefly.

“Well, up so early to check if Louise survived your cooking?” His words cut into Grace’s heart. She stared at Brian like he was a stranger. His gaze was cold, and he walked past her, carrying Louise straight into the guest room. Only then did Grace turn slowly and mechanically head back to her own room.

Brian settled Louise onto the bed and spoke softly, “Get some more rest.”

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“Brian, wait.” Louise hastily grabbed his hand.

“What is it?”

Louise bit her lip, appearing hesitant to speak.

“What’s wrong? Just tell me.” Brian sat at the edge of the bed.

She hesitated and spoke. “Promise not to be mad at me. I’m just sharing my feelings.”

furrowed his brow, smiling faintly. “Of

Chapter 7

three in the morning. She had fallen asleep. Brian did not wake her

in the morning, Louise woke up. Brian, unable to sleep well in the hospital, decided to take her back to the villa early.

the villa, she woke up. Unsure of what to do upon waking, she aimlessly got out of bed, slipped

strolled into the living room with laughter. Catching the sight of Grace from the corner of her eye,

to your foot?” Brian anxiously crouched to check on her.

twisted it just now, and my ankle feels numb.” Louise stood on one leg, looking pained, and stared at Brian.

careless? Acting so recklessly like a child.” Although Brian seemed

made

lie down for a bit. I didn’t sleep at all last

As Brian ascended the stairs, seeing Grace in disarray, still in her nightclothes with tousled hair,

Louise survived your cooking?” His words cut into Grace’s heart. She stared at Brian like he was a stranger. His gaze was cold, and he walked past her, carrying Louise straight into the guest room. Only then did Grace turn slowly and

the bed and spoke softly,

hastily grabbed his

“What is it?”

her lip, appearing hesitant

Brian sat

to be mad at me. I’m just

smiling

cautiously asked, “Does Grace

expression tightened with confusion. “Why do

floor in the servants‘ quarters, but Grace lives on the second floor…” She rushed to explain. “I’m not saying she shouldn’t live there. I mean, perhaps Grace might think you placed her on the

furrowed deeper, but he remained

she live on the second floor? What makes her different

nothing different. She stays on the second floor because she had a tough upbringing and a difficult

think of her as a

he returned from work, and helping him with his tie and shoes. She always played the role of a devoted wife. If he had to say what kind of person Grace was, he couldn’t find any faults in her. Yet, there was one thing that bothered him greatly. He believed she shouldn’t have feelings for him, shouldn’t harbor

great. Can’t do anything right, even managed to make you allergic to her cooking.”

terminate her

months left. Terminating it now would mean compensating her for three months‘ salary. I don’t want to give her extra money.

as if he did not want to discuss Grace further and asked,

nothing. I just found it peculiar.”

“What’s peculiar?”

find it irregular. After all, all the staff in our house live in