Chapter 30
Falling for My Contractual Wife
However, soon, she realized she had been mistaken. She quickly discovered her error.
By around five in the afternoon, mosquitoes from the bushes outside the villa started flying in as the sun descended In less than a minute, her legs were covered in mosquitoes, densely packed, and she couldnât fend them off no matter how much she swatted.
Those workers wore long sleeves and pants, causing almost all the mosquitoes to swarm around Grace Sherman, leaving her the sole target for their bites.
She had to stand up and walk around, yet the mosquitoes continued to chase after her.
Finally, it reached six oâclock, but the workers showed no sign of wrapping up for the day.
âHey, itâs already six oâclock, why arenât you guys finishing work?â
One of the workers installing wires said, âYoung lady, Miss Adkins said this is a new house, and they must move in quick, so we have to work overtime until eight oâclock every day.â
âEight oâclockâ Grace gasped in disbelief.
She thought, Isnât that practically killing me?
At Francis Group.
Brian Francis looked at the message on his phone; his expression darkened to the extreme.
The phone displayed a picture of Justin Vance and Grace strolling in the small garden outside the hospital. Grace had at radiant smile as she gazed at him affectionately One of the nurses at their hospital took this photo and shared it with their nursing group.
Brian had a friend in the Cardiology Department at Southside Hospital. After hearing what Louise Adkins said last night, he inquired whether ce had any romantic involvement with someone As a result, his friend sent him this photo.
He stared at Graceâs smiling face in the photo, wishing he could pull her out of the screen and viciously tear apart her smile.
afternoon.
Growing increasingly furious, he left the office at five in the after When he arrived home, Grace wasnât there. Louise kept pulling him to discuss the plans for starting a studio, and he never had the chance to ask where Grace was After dinner, with still no sight of Grace, he couldnât resist asking. âWhereâs Grace?â
âThe villaâs renovation started today, and I asked her to supervise. Is something the matter? Do you need to find her for something?â Louise glanced at him and said calmly.
URN 43 20:12 Brianâs heart skipped a beat for a moment.
He thought, âOn such a hot day, with no electricity there yet and no air conditioning, why hasnât she returned by this time?â
Seeing his confusion, Louise took the initiative to explain, âI was afraid the renovation wouldnât be finished on time, so I asked the workers to do an extra two hours of overtime. Brian, do you have something urgent to talk to her about?â
âNo, itâs nothing. My mother wanted me to ask her about something.â Brian replied.
Louise let out a slow âOh but internally harbored doubts about what he had just said.
Brian glanced at the time on his watch, it was already past 6 oâclock. Just then, his phone rang, and he stepped outside to answer the call.
He returned to the living room and said to Louise, âThereâs an urgent matter at the company. I need to go back.â
Louise began to say something, perhaps intending to offer to accompany him, but before she could, he had already briskly departed.
Soon enough, his car drove away.
Louise clenched her fists silently.
âHopefully, he truly went to the company, she thought.
Bnan drove to the newly purchased villa.
The sky was nearly dark, yet the workers continued their overtime, hustling at the construction site.
Grace paced back and forth inside, occasionally gesturing with her hands while walking around.
Brian frowned. As soon as he stepped in, he could hear the buzzing sound of mosquitoes.
Upon hearing footsteps, Grace turned around and saw Brian with a stern expression.
âHow come youâre here?â Grace paused in surprise.
In that brief moment of hesitation, a mosquito landed on her cheek.
Brian furrowed his brow and walked over, gently pressing on her cheek.
His warm, slightly calloused palm pressed gently against Graceâs face, momentarily causing her to freeze in surprise.
Observing her reaction, Brian couldnât help but scold, âAre you foolish? Standing here, letting mosquitoes bite you!â
Two large bumps had already formed on her forehead, while her fair and smooth legs were covered in tiny red welts.
Due to her exceptionally fair skin, those red marks looked particularly distressing and stood out prominently.
âWhat else can I do? Do I have any other choice?â Grace asked him back while scratching the itchy spots.
The man shot her a fierce glare, swatting away the annoying mosquitoes flying around. He grabbed her wrist in frustration and pulled her out, leading her along.
ë¤ JMM Grace was flung into the passenger seat by him. The air conditioning was on Inside the car, and a refreshing breeze greeted her immediately.
She slumped wearily into the seat.
Brian rummaged through the trunk, pulled out a bottle of flora water, and handed it to her.
Grace took it and applied the flora water to each red mark on her body. The cooling sensation relieved much of the Itchiness.
After applying, she returned the flora water to him, saying, âThank you.â
He placed it back, resting his hands on the steering wheel, but didnât start the car.
Grace asked, âArenât we leaving?â
âHave you eaten?â Brian asked, not directly answering her question.
âRumble-â
Graceâs stomach, fittingly, made a sound that humorously mimicked a deceptive tactic, prompting her to chuckle awkwardly.
gno The man in front seemed in a foul mood, showing no inclination to mock her. As soon as his feet moved, the car swiftly shot out.
Grace hastily fastened hastily fastened her seatbelt The car didnât head towards the villa but stopped at the entrance of a restaurant.
Grace found Brianâs behavior quite peculiar today. Despite his apparent lousy mood, he unexpectedly brought her out to eat, personally picked her up, and even gave her the flora water.
These unusual actions made her feel somewhat unsettled and a bit flustered.
Brian exited the car and walked ahead without a word. Grace, dismissing her unnecessary overthinking, followed closely behind.
She ordered a set meal and quietly finished her food.
Throughout the entire time, Brian didnât utter a single word. It wasnât until they reached outside the restaurant, where he stopped beside the car, that he turned to her. Suddenly, he took out his phone and held it up before her.
âExplain this,â he said abruptly.
Upon seeing the picture on the phone, Graceâs face turned pale.
She pondered, âIs he investigating me?
âWhat did he find out? Did he discover that I was hospitalized? Does he know about the child?â
Watching the fear flicker in Graceâs eyes, he squinted his gaze.
$ % & G 21 Whatâs wrong? Butters? Were you having a wild time with him outside?
scaled dows, asking composedly, âWhat do you mean?â
The sheered, saying, âChace, weâre not divorced yet. Are you so eager to find a replacement?
drace owned and thought, I le didnât mention anything about the child. He probably doesnât know yet.â
the thought of him investigating made her feel terrified. If he continued probing, he would indeed find out about her Where did you get this photo? My relationship with Dr. Vance is completely innocent!â Grace exclaimed nocent? Look at how openly youâre smiling, daring to claim innocence!*
Brian Francis! Youâre irrationall I must have been blind ever to like you!â Grace was furious, almost shouting the words. Har es glistened with tears as she glared at him, a mix of frustration and innocence in her expression