Falling for My Contractual Wife

Jasmine thought for a while and said, "I don't remember very clearly either. It was around six in the afternoon when we were about to go home." When her words fell, Louise was pushed out.

Her face was pale. She looked at Jasmine anxiously the moment she came out. "Mrs. Francis, are you alright?"

Jasmine stood up and walked to her bedside. She compressed her lips and then said gently, "I'm fine. Are you still in pain?"

Louise forced a bitter smile. "I'm fine, Mrs. Francis. It's just a small injury. I'm glad that you're fine."

Jasmine nodded. "Alright. Go back to the ward and rest well. I'll get Melvin to deliver some food for you. What do you want to eat?"

Although Jasmine spoke with concern, her tone was still polite instead of enthusiastic. Jasmine did not change her opinion of Louise much because Louise saved her.

Louise was pushed into the ward.

"Thank you, Mrs. Francis. By the way, please don't tell my father about this. I don't want him to worry."

Nova stood at the side and looked at Louise expressionlessly. When she heard Louise say so, Nova said abruptly, "Don't worry. I won't tell your father. You're kind of a lifesaver to Jasmine. We're grateful for it." Nova said these words with the attitude of a mistress. Louise was so angry that her wound hurt.

Louise ignored Nova and looked at Brian. "Brian, you're here too."

Brian nodded slightly. "Thank you for saving my mother today. Have some rest. I'll arrange for a lawyer to settle the junkie's matter."

up. I'll settle this matter. If you help me and my father

people feel she was aggrieved. She was injured, but she was

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"Thanks."

dinner." Nova did not want to see Louise's disgusting face

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"Bye, Mrs. Francis."

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