Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 12

In the evening, Grace sat on the sofa for a while, watching a variety show. Just as she was about to go back to her room to sleep, Louise suddenly stopped her.

“Grace, make a cup of coffee for Brian and bring it upstairs. Also, grab a cloth and tidy up the table.”

Putting down the remote control, Grace got up and went to the kitchen to brew a cup of black coffee, Brian’s usual favorite.

Both Brian and Louise were in the study. Brian was working, and Louise sat next to him, intimately leaning against him.

As Louise heard footsteps approaching outside the door, she spoke to Brian beside her, “Brian, I’m a bit scared.”

“Scared of what?” Brian stopped typing on the keyboard, looking at her.

Louise lowered her eyes and said, “These days, I’ve been having nightmares every night. My room is too big, and it’s far from your room. I don’t feel safe.” She looked pitiful as she spoke.

Grace hesitated for a moment outside the door as she heard the conversation inside. She knocked on the door, and Brian’s response came from inside. “Come in.”

Carrying the cup, Grace walked in, and then she heard Louise continue, “Can I sleep with you?”

Grace’s fingers trembled slightly, and the hot coffee in the cup touched her fingertips. The subtle movements in the empty study felt jarring. Louise bit her lip slightly while Brian subconsciously looked up at Grace, the words Louise had just said echoing in his mind.

Louise wrapped her arms around his neck, hanging onto him like a necklace. She suddenly regretted calling Grace up. Things seemed to unfold differently from what she expected, but the words

spoken and couldn’t be taken back.

With innocent doe eyes, she asked again, “Brian, what are you looking at?”

were already

the items on the table. Though the tasks could be done quickly, Grace somehow wanted

straightened his posture. She had to create some distance from him. Brian reassured Louise, saying,

satisfied with this answer, she forced a happy smile

had already finished tidying up the cups and water stains on the table, carrying the tray, and

the room.

satisfied with Brian’s response, Louise felt extremely irritated, clenching her fists tightly. This incident was a great humiliation to her, something she would

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left, Brian shut down his computer and looked

hearing this, smiled and hooked her arm through

terribly. Although it was only nine o’clock, she lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. After an unknown amount of time, she was suddenly awakened by a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She got up to use the bathroom, but the pain

belly, she wasted no time. She put on a coat, grabbed her phone, and prepared to go out and hail a taxi. The phone showed that it was already 11 o’clock. Quietly, she walked to the courtyard, took out her phone, and prepared to book

on the second floor, Brian had just finished taking a shower. Wearing a bathrobe, he stood by the window, smoking a cigarette. Watching Grace hunched at the doorway, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.

at the ride–hailing app on her

will take you to

you muttering about

Grace trembled in fear and turned to see Brian standing there. She was

you doing here in

and then said, “It’s none of your

with her attitude, and in a swift move, he grabbed her arm, yelling angrily, “What do

my business? Then

made her stomach ache, and she winced in

her reaction, Brian’s expression turned tense. He hurriedly asked, “What’s wrong?” Brian’s voice deepened

struggled to break free, her voice

slightly and scooped her up, heading

what are you

“To the hospital!”

changed. “I don’t need you to take me!”

don’t go, do you want to die?” Brian suddenly growled,

you