Falling for My Contractual Wife

Chapter 17

Grace felt a stabbing pain in her heart. No matter how much she did or how tired she became, it didn’t matter to her. What hurt her the most was Brian’s lack of trust and his cold words.

She dragged her weary body back to the Francis estate.

Melvin, who hadn’t gone to bed yet, hurried over with concern when he saw her pale face. “Miss Sherman, how are you?”

Grace collapsed onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling in a state of exhaustion.

Seeing her silence, Melvin quietly walked to the kitchen and served her a bowl of chicken soup.

“Miss Sherman, this is specially made for you. It’s made from an old hen brought in from the countryside. Please have some,” said Melvin.

“Melvin, thank you, but I’m not in the mood for drinking soup right now.” Grace finally moved her eyes.

Melvin insisted with concern. “You’ve had a tiring day; you should have some.”

Grace didn’t want to refuse Melvin’s kind gesture any longer. She sat up, took the chicken soup from his hands, held her breath, and took a big sip, finishing it in one go.

The rich chicken soup flavor surged up her throat just as she swallowed. She quickly covered her mouth, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited out the contents of her stomach.

Melvin was quite alarmed. “Miss Sherman, why are you vomiting again? I’ll call Mr. Brian right away,” he exclaimed.

“No need, Melvin. I’m fine. I’m just tired and need some rest,” Grace hastily reassured, grabbing his arm.

At this moment, Brian was accompanying Louise. If Melvin called to inform him, it would likely only elicit his mockery rather than concern.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Melvin sighed deeply.

“It’s my own body, and I know how I feel. Thank you, Melvin,” replied Grace.

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immediately. She slept deeply, but at eight o’clock the following day, Brian called to remind

both

watched as Brian fed Louise breakfast as if she were the only person

fed her breakfast, he prepared to leave for the office. Before departing,

tightly, her long nails digging into

corridor, Melvin followed along.

“Mr. Brian.”

Brian glanced at him and asked

exhausted when she returned that she could barely walk. After managing to have a bowl of soup, she vomited. Her

before Melvin finished speaking, his expression indifferent like still water. Only after Melvin had finished speaking did Brian finally

for many years and considered an elder. That’s why I didn’t interrupt you just now and let you finish. In the future, take care of your own

gaze, appearing to have words on the tip of his tongue

take care of her,

not say another word.

entered the elevator and departed.

Grace. Thinking about what Brian had just said, an unpleasant

the way home, Melvin suddenly received a call from

do you have any

f

give her a day off on the weekend,” Brian

the call. The expression on Melvin’s face finally relaxed. A day off

care of Louise for three days, during which she lost a total of

toiled under the scorching sun, making it difficult for her

even her jawline had become sharper.

None of your health indicators. are normal. If you keep going like this, you might lose the baby. What is your husband doing? I see him dressing decently. Can’t he afford to hire someone to take

looked at the examination report and couldn’t help

she was the servant who

seen a pregnant woman in such a terrible

know about my pregnancy. It’s not his fault. Maybe