Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 17

Grace felt a stabbing pain in her heart. No matter how much she did or how tired she became, it didn’t matter to her. What hurt her the most was Brian’s lack of trust and his cold words.

She dragged her weary body back to the Francis estate.

Melvin, who hadn’t gone to bed yet, hurried over with concern when he saw her pale face. “Miss Sherman, how are you?”

Grace collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling in a state of exhaustion.

Seeing her silence, Melvin quietly walked to the kitchen and served her a bowl of chicken soup.

“Miss Sherman, this is specially made for you. It’s made from an old hen brought in from the countryside. Please have some,” said Melvin.

“Melvin, thank you, but I’m not in the mood for drinking soup right now.” Grace finally moved her eyes.

Melvin insisted with concern. “You’ve had a tiring day; you should have some.”

Grace didn’t want to refuse Melvin’s kind gesture any longer. She sat up, took the chicken soup from his hands, held her breath, and took a big sip, finishing it in one go.

The rich chicken soup flavor surged up her throat just as she swallowed. She quickly covered her mouth, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited out the contents of her stomach.

Melvin was quite alarmed. “Miss Sherman, why are you vomiting again? I’ll call Mr. Brian right away,” he exclaimed.

“No need, Melvin. I’m fine. I’m just tired and need some rest,” Grace hastily reassured, grabbing his arm.

At this moment, Brian was accompanying Louise. If Melvin called to inform him, it would likely only elicit his mockery rather than concern.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Melvin sighed deeply.

“It’s my own body, and I know how I feel. Thank you, Melvin,” replied Grace.

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slept deeply, but at eight o’clock the following day, Brian called to

help. After preparing breakfast, both he and

door, Grace watched as Brian fed Louise breakfast as if she were the only person in his eyes. Grace’s heart felt numb, as if it had already lost its sensitivity.

for the office. Before departing, he specifically warned

her long nails digging

the corridor, Melvin followed along.

“Mr. Brian.”

at him and asked casually.

managing to have a bowl of soup, she vomited. Her health has been really poor lately,

gaze long before Melvin finished speaking, his expression indifferent like still water. Only

why I didn’t interrupt you just now and let you finish. In the future, take care of your own responsibilities, and please refrain from speaking on matters

appearing to have words on the tip of his tongue but choosing

once again, “It’s not that someone else can’t take care of her, but

dared not say another

the elevator

busy figure of Grace. Thinking about what Brian had just said, an unpleasant feeling lingered in his

the way home, Melvin suddenly

do you have any further

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give her a

on Melvin’s face finally

care of Louise for three days, during which she lost a total of six pounds.

she toiled under the scorching sun, making it difficult

her jawline had become sharper.

your body? Look at how much weight you’ve lost! None of your health indicators. are normal. If you keep going like this, you might lose the baby. What is your husband doing?

at the examination report and couldn’t

After all, she was the servant who was supposed to take care of others.

Ford looked at the data on the examination report, becoming increasingly upset. “I’ve never seen a pregnant woman in such a terrible condition. The sooner you divorce that

my pregnancy. It’s not his fault. Maybe the baby in my belly