Falling for My Contractual Wife

“I miss her. She cooks so well. Don’t you miss her?”

Brian narrowed his eyes and suddenly tumed to her. “Louise, you don’t have to bring me lunch. I don’t want to see you so

tired.”

“I just want to cook for you myself. It makes me feel happy that way.”

Brian held her fingers and said tenderly, “Your hands are not for housework. Just have fun and relax at home. I have a meeting in the afternoon and can’t stay with you. I’ll get the driver to send you home, okay?”

Louise’s heart skipped a beat when she heard Brian’s deep and gentle voice. No one could control themselves to hear Brian like that and could only listen to him obediently.

Louise walked out of the office and went to the washroom. She gazed at herself in the mirror and pulled open her collar. She pinched the skin on her collarbones and made two red marks. She rubbed her hair slightly loose before going

downstairs.

Louise returned to the villa. Ava was sitting in the living room with her legs crossed, eating grapes.

When Ava saw Louise return, she chuckled. “Oh, you’re back! Why didn’t you make out with Brian for some more time?”

Her gloating face almost made Louise lose her temper. She wished to go up and tear Ava’s mouth apart!

Ava was an idiot! If Louise had not defended Ava before Brian, this idiot would have been chased out of the Francis family

long ago!

But Ava still had some value, so Louise suppressed the anger in her heart and took a deep breath. She asked smilingly, “Ava, were you fantasizing about your future brother–in–law and me making out in the office?”

Ava’s face darkened. “What the hell! Brian doesn’t want to make out with you at all!” NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Louise asked in amusement, “Ava, how did you know it? You’ve left already.”

As she spoke, she quietly tugged at her clothes, exposing the marks on her collarbones to Ava.

Ava’s face stiffened, but she pretended not to see the marks. She argued, seemingly lying to herself, “Brian is not the kind. of person who messes around in the office!”

“You’re right. When he’s in bed, he’s completely different from when he’s in the office.”

Louise watched Ava’s face twisted in rage and embarrassment and finally felt relieved. She sat down beside Ava and deliberately revealed the marks on her collarbones

Ava was too sore to eat any more fruits. She placed the fruit plate heavily on the end table, stood up, and went upstairs.

Louise glanced at Ava contemptuously. Dealing with a brainless fool like Ava was as easy as crushing an ant.

After Louise sat in the living room for a while, she glanced at Grace’s room. She thought of something and stood up to walk toward it. She turned the doorknob but found that the door was locked.

Louise considered it and called Melvin over.

Melvin soon stood respectfully in front of her. “Miss Adkins, what can I do for you?”

“Give me the key to this room.”

Melvin pecked at her awkwardly. “This room? Miss Adkins, what are you looking for?”

Louise frowned. “Melvin, It seems like you didn’t listen to a single word I said to you last time.”

“Miss Adkins, it’s not like that. It’s just that after what happened to Grace last time, she was afraid that someone would enter her room again, so normally…”

Before he could finish, Louise interrupted him gloomily, “What do you mean? Are you saying I’ll put something in her room on purpose and accuse her of stealing?”