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. Grace reluctantly got up from bed

also pitched in to help. After preparing breakfast, both he and

at the hospital room door, Grace watched as Brian fed Louise breakfast as if she were the only person in his eyes.

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

nails digging

to the corridor,

“Mr. Brian.”

at him

she vomited. Her health has been really poor lately, Mr.

Melvin finished speaking, his expression indifferent like still water. Only after

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

gaze, appearing to have words on the

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

not say another

the elevator

busy figure of Grace. Thinking about what Brian had just

home, Melvin suddenly received a call from

have

f

of the Francis family’s servants, give

ended the call. The expression on Melvin’s face

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

day, she toiled under the scorching sun, making it difficult for her

had become sharper. Enduring until the weekend, she finally

Look at how much weight you’ve lost! 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

report and couldn’t help but sternly

the servant who was supposed to take care of

pregnant woman in such a terrible condition. The sooner you divorce that husband of yours,

know about my pregnancy. It’s not his fault. Maybe the baby in my belly is

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