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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at eight o’clock the following day, Brian called to remind her to come over and

preparing breakfast, both he and

Brian fed Louise breakfast as if she were the only person in his eyes.

prepared to leave for the office. Before departing, he specifically warned Grace, “Don’t let me catch you

palms tightly, her long nails digging into her flesh, yet she felt

to the corridor,

“Mr. Brian.”

matter?” Brian glanced at him

bowl of soup, she vomited. Her health has been really poor lately, Mr. Brian. Why don’t you let other maids come and take care of

long before Melvin finished speaking, his expression indifferent like still water. Only after Melvin had finished speaking did Brian finally turn to

family for many years and considered an elder. That’s why I didn’t interrupt you just now and let you finish. In the future, take care of your own responsibilities, and

to have words on the tip of his tongue

care of her, but when she

dared not say another word.

the elevator

glance at the busy figure of Grace. Thinking about what Brian had

the way home, Melvin suddenly received a

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family’s servants, give her

ended the call. The expression on Melvin’s face finally relaxed. A day off would indeed be good.

took care of Louise for three days, during which she lost

day, she toiled under the scorching sun, making it difficult for her to have a proper

become sharper.

at how much weight you’ve lost! None of your health indicators. are normal. If you keep going like this,

the examination report and couldn’t help but

she was the servant who was supposed to take care

increasingly upset. “I’ve never seen a pregnant woman in such a terrible condition. The sooner you divorce that husband of yours, the better!”

my pregnancy. It’s not his fault. Maybe the baby in my belly is just too restless, so I can’t eat anything