Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 2

The next day, Grace sat in the outpatient clinic of the OB/GYN department of the hospital, listening to Dr. Bobby Gildon’s lengthy explanation. She held her phone, jotting down every detail he said.

“That’s all. The baby looks good. Take care of yourself,” Dr. Gildon concluded.

“Thank you, thank you!” Grace hurriedly expressed her gratitude.

Feeling in high spirits, she put the folic acid and prenatal iron supplements into her bag and happily walked out. However, in the hospital lobby, she encountered Brian and Louise. Louise linked arms with him, a beautiful smile on her face. They both noticed Grace.

In the brief moment their eyes met, Grace saw extreme displeasure in Brian’s cold gaze. She could only awkwardly force a smile and bravely approach.

“Mr. Francis, hello. I’m feeling a bit of low blood sugar. I just came for a checkup. Don’t worry. It won’t affect my work.”

Brian stared in the direction she came from, coldly asking, “Low blood sugar? But then, why did you go to the OB/GYN department?”

Brian felt that Grace intentionally showed up at the hospital and suspected she had planned to run into them. He thought Grace was probably playing some trick, perhaps feigning illness or pretending to be pregnant, using these cheap tactics to gain more benefits from him.

Grace’s face froze with an awkward smile, then quickly understood his insinuation.

“What’s so strange about it? The OB/GYN department is specifically for women’s health. As a woman, it’s normal for me to come here for a checkup.” Grace’s heart raced rapidly.

Brian, finding her explanation reasonable and not making any additional demands, gradually lost his suspicion. He thought perhaps Grace was really just here for a medical checkup. He didn’t say anything and, without a glance back, entered the hospital with Louise. Only Louise couldn’t help but turn around, looking at Grace’s retreating figure with a complex expression.

Grace remained oblivious to Louise’s gaze, rushing out of the hospital. Just thinking about almost being caught, she felt extremely nervous.

Back home, Grace immediately poured out all the folic acid from the box. She tore the empty box and instructions into pieces and flushed them down the toilet. She then transferred the folic acid tablets into a vitamin bottle. At that moment, the room door suddenly swung open.

“What are you doing?” Brian’s ice–cold voice made Grace shudder, and the tablets scattered all over the floor.

“I–I’m taking vitamins.”

what she thought was a firm response while

vitamin bottle.

the vitamin bottle in her hand,

He couldn’t understand why she would go to a hospital to get them. He became more convinced she was trying to pretend to be pitiful to gain benefits. He couldn’t help but let out a mocking laugh in his mind. Though Grace had appeared well–behaved during the

deduct

didn’t have time to dwell on it. She quickly closed the door, picked up the scattered tablets, and put

message from the butler, Melvin Duncan, informing her that Brian wanted her to dress up and join him

news. She was utterly taken aback. Since Brian had revealed everything to her six months ago and ceased pretending to love

found it strange, she still changed into appropriate attire and applied

room at the Bluewave Hotel, Grace sat on one side of the long table, observing Brian on the other. He wore a clean and sharp dark

ask me out for dinner?” she asked casually. It seemed odd to her, as Brian should be wary

your

the waiter to serve the dishes, then calmly replied, “I had something on the day of birthday and couldn’t accompany you. Today, I’m compensating you. Even though our marriage is just a deal, as your nominal

thousand reasons not to have dinner with her, he would

bitterness in her heart. Just then,

need to use

covered her mouth and nose and quickly fled from the

thought Grace was trying to attract his attention by playing tricks. The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he felt. Despite treating her so well, she still resorted to

2/4

+5)

restroom, Grace, facing the toilet, strained to suppress the urge to make any sound. She dry–heaved a few times silently, her face turning red as she crouched by the toilet. Simultaneously, she grabbed a pre- prepared box of sour plums from her bag

Brian’s tall figure. He looked down

What are you doing?”

and quickly pulled out a lipstick, responding calmly, “I dropped my

that, Grace stood up as if nothing had happened and

taken such a vibrant shade of lipstick with her when she had

returned to the table, staring at the array of dishes laid out before her,

won’t do. I need to figure something out!‘

a waiter arrived to serve her, standing beside her to arrange the

her eyebrow, Grace made some subtle movements with her hand under the table.