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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to her room, Grace fell asleep immediately. She slept deeply, but at eight o’clock the following day, Brian called to remind her to come over and deliver breakfast.

preparing breakfast, both he and

watched as Brian fed Louise breakfast as if she were the

for the office. Before departing, he specifically warned Grace, “Don’t let me catch you

nails digging into her flesh, yet

to the corridor, Melvin followed

“Mr. Brian.”

glanced at him and asked casually.

when she returned that she could barely walk. After managing to have a bowl of soup, she vomited. Her health has been really poor lately, Mr. Brian.

averted his gaze long before Melvin finished speaking, his expression indifferent like still water. Only after Melvin had finished speaking did Brian finally turn to look

been with the Francis family 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 responsibilities, and please refrain from speaking on matters

a darkened gaze, appearing to have words on the tip of his tongue but choosing to

once again, “It’s not that someone else can’t take care of her, but when she

not say another word.

entered the elevator and departed.

the busy figure of Grace. Thinking about what

way home, Melvin suddenly received a call

have any

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to the treatment of the Francis family’s servants, give her a day off on the weekend,” Brian instructed.

the call. The expression on Melvin’s

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

making it difficult for her to have a proper

even her jawline had become sharper. Enduring

If you keep going like this, you might lose the baby. What is your husband doing? I see him dressing

at the examination report

lip. After all, she was the servant who was

Ford looked at the data on the examination report, becoming increasingly upset. “I’ve never seen a pregnant woman in such a terrible condition. The sooner you divorce that husband of yours,

fault. Maybe the baby in my belly is just too restless, so I can’t eat anything these