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.”

his brow, smiling faintly. “Of course

Chapter 7

drip, and it was already past three in the morning. She had fallen asleep. Brian did not wake her up and managed

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

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

with laughter. Catching the sight of Grace from the corner of her eye, Louise suddenly stumbled and cried

to your foot?” Brian anxiously crouched to

and my ankle feels numb.” Louise stood

Although Brian seemed to be scolding Louise, his

his words made Grace’s

a bit. I didn’t sleep at all last night,” Louise

he said, lifting her effortlessly and heading upstairs, leaving Grace petrified in her spot. As

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

the bed and spoke

hastily grabbed his

“What is it?”

bit her lip, appearing hesitant to speak.

tell me.” Brian sat at the edge of the

not to be mad at me. I’m just

furrowed his brow, smiling faintly. “Of course

“Does Grace like you?”

with confusion. “Why do you

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 second floor as a special favor. Some girls easily develop feelings for someone

brow furrowed deeper, but he

live on the second floor? What makes her different from the

she had a tough upbringing and a difficult childhood. I just felt sorry for her.” Brian casually

that so? What do you think of her as a person?” Louise

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

scoffed lightly. “Not great. Can’t do anything right, even managed to make

not just terminate her contract

mean compensating her for three months‘ salary. I don’t want to

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

“Oh, nothing. I just found it

“What’s peculiar?”

in your affairs. I just find it irregular. After all, all the staff in our house