Falling for My Contractual Wife

Brian followed the recipe and was about to add the oil when he suddenly saw Camren walk in.

Camren rubbed his hands. "Mr. Francis, I didn't expect you to know how to cook. I admire you so much."

Brian suddenly put the oil on the table and asked unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

"What?" Camren laughed dryly and said, "Miss Sherman asked me to stay for lunch. I feel bad about it, so I came to see if there's anything I can help with."

Brian's expression darkened. He thought, 'This is the first time in my life that I cook, yet I have to cook for Camren too?'

At the thought of that, Brian was unwilling. He threw the spatula into the pan and said, "You want a free lunch? Dream on. You shall cook."

With that, he walked out of the kitchen.

Grace sat in the living room and watched television. Brian walked over and naturally sat down beside her. He picked up an orange he had just bought today, peeled it, and fed it to her. Grace frowned slightly. Brian moved the orange closer to her mouth.

Grace had no choice but to take a bite. Brian continued to peel a second orange for her.

The orange did not taste sour, but for some reason, her heart felt sour and uncomfortable.

Such a life was once a dream that she could not have hoped for.

personally peeled fruits and cooked pasta for her. Although she refused

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the table.

to the dining table. She took a look and praised, "Camren, it seems that you have hidden skills. Any girl who marries you in the future will definitely be happy." When Brian heard Grace praise Camren and saw

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Camren was silent.

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rolled her eyes at him.

words for a moment before saying, "I bought the

smooth things over awkwardly.