Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 16

Grace frowned upon hearing her request. “Miss Adkins, there are no strawberries available this season.”

“Grace, could you please go to the trouble of finding them for me? I really crave strawberries,” Louise said, not lifting her head from her phone as she spoke.

Grace could only resign herself to standing up and looking for strawberries.

After Louise watched her leave, she sneered. “Are you thinking of hiding in the hospital room and enjoying the air conditioning? Dream on!”

Grace spent a little over two hours running around outside before finally finding a place that sold strawberries.

After buying them, Louise ate two strawberries and then threw the rest into the trash. “Grace, what kind of strawberries did you buy? Why do they taste so bad?”

“Miss Adkins, as I told you, there are no strawberries in this season. Even if there are, they’re out of season, and out–of–season fruits generally don’t taste good,” Grace explained.

“It’s because you couldn’t find them, yet you’re making many excuses. Forget it. I won’t argue with you. It’s already noon, and I’m hungry. Hurry back and make me lunch. It took you so much time just to buy some strawberries,” Louise said.

Grace nodded, took a deep breath, and asked, “Alright, I’ll go back and make it for you. Miss Adkins, what would you like to eat?”

“Your culinary skills are excellent. I’ll enjoy whatever you make.” Louise smiled as she looked at her.

Grace stood up, preparing to leave. She hadn’t even dried the sweat on her forehead from the last run, and now she had to head out again.

Just as she was about to leave, Louise called her again, “Grace.”

“I asked you to buy strawberries and make me lunch. You’re not mad at me, are you?” Louise inquired.

Louise’s expression seemed innocent as she continued, “Don’t be angry, okay? That’s just how I am, straightforward. Even though you accidentally caused my fracture, I won’t blame you. Please don’t hold a

grudge against me.”

Grace didn’t know what to say. She glanced at Louise, then turned and left.

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Hurrying home, Melvin looked at her and asked, “Miss Sherman, why did you come back so soon? And in this hot weather, why didn’t you bring an umbrella?”

“No problem.” Grace wiped away some sweat. “Melvin, I still need to cook.”

it for Miss

“Yes.”

prepare the meal. Here, let me pack it for you. Please take it to her,” Melvin said.

and replied, “Melvin, thank

You’re the mistress of this house. Anyway, I won’t say more. Take an umbrella and take care of

“Okay.”

hurriedly made her

Louise felt that something was off with the

quite unique. Throughout the entire

a moment. “Yes, Melvin had someone prepare it. Upon returning, it would have taken too long if I had cooked it from scratch, and you would have been

don’t like the meals they prepare. I don’t want to eat this. Could you please

at her, and after a brief pause, she

was almost constantly on the

out to buy this or that under

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a

I want to

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implication of “carry” in her words and instead went to borrow a wheelchair

you up.” Grace

you asking me to

Grace didn’t understand and found her question

not disabled. Why would I need to sit in a wheelchair?” Louise looked at

do you want to go

me outside on your back,” Louise reiterated.

furrowed

you think I’m

“No,” Grace replied.

if she weren’t pregnant. However, she really couldn’t take the risk with

don’t want to carry me? Fine, forget it. I’ll wait

her now. If Louise were to

in mind, Grace walked over and crouched

triumphantly. She slowly moved

the ward slowly. Although she had

steps now, considering the baby in her

finally reaching the garden outside, Grace carefully

exhausted, panting heavily,