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.”

for Miss

“Yes.”

prepare the meal. Here, let me pack it for you.

him appreciatively and

this house. Anyway, I won’t say

“Okay.”

hurriedly made her way

bites, Louise felt that something was off with the taste. “Grace, you didn’t

quite unique. Throughout the entire villa, no one could match

would have taken too long if I had

want to eat this. Could you please get me a

her, and after a brief pause, she

was almost

reasons to send her out to buy this or that under the scorching

(+5)

in the evening, as the sun began to set, a breeze

outside. I want to

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

up.” Grace offered.

her. “Are you asking me to sit in a wheelchair?”

Can’t you sit in a wheelchair?” Grace didn’t understand and found her question a bit

would I need to sit in a wheelchair?” Louise looked at

want to go outside,

it? Carry me outside

furrowed

her. “Grace, do you think I’m fat? Are you afraid I’m

“No,” Grace replied.

a big deal if she weren’t pregnant. However, she

face fell slightly. “You don’t want to carry me? Fine, forget it. I’ll wait for Brian to come

harbor deep resentment towards her now. If Louise were

in mind, Grace walked over and crouched

in her scheme, chuckling triumphantly. She slowly moved onto Grace’s back, putting

had been accustomed to physical labor since childhood,

considering the baby in her

the garden outside, Grace carefully placed her on a

panting heavily, and drenched in