Falling for My Contractual Wife

Brian didn't know what to say. Grace wiped the tears from her eyes and sat down. "Let's eat." Grace tasted every dish and looked at him. "You've improved very fast. Unfortunately..."

"What?" Brian stared into her eyes.

Grace's gaze met his and she did not speak for a long time.

She thought, 'Unfortunately, the man I've trained will only cook for another woman in the future.'

Grace chewed on the fried rib in her mouth and asked Brian with a smile, "Why is this fried rib so sour? Did you put a lot of vinegar in it?"

Brian tasted a piece and frowned slightly. "It's not sour. It's richly sweet. Is there something wrong with your taste buds?"

Grace smiled again and lowered her eyes. "Really? Maybe."

Brian looked at her smiling face. She was clearly smiling, but her smile made his heart ache.

For a moment, he had the urge to hug her.

His hand reached out and stopped in midair. At that moment, Grace suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?"

Grace covered her stomach. "It hurts."

Brian stood up reflexively. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Grace raised her hand to stop him and stood up. "I'm going to the washroom."Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

In the washroom, she looked at the pink liquid on the tissue and her heart skipped a beat.

It seemed like her water had broken!

Brian paced back and forth outside the washroom and knocked on the door. "Grace, how are you?"

Grace looked at the blurry figure outside the door. She pursed her lips, stood up, pulled up her pants, and walked out of the washroom. Brian glanced at her stomach. "How is it?"

Grace felt another sharp pain in her stomach. She bent over slightly, her face a little pale. "I'm probably going to give birth."

Brian's heart skipped a beat. For a vel.net moment, he was at a loss. He reached out and was about to carry her horizontally. Grace quickly stepped back. "What are you doing?"

"I'll carry you downstairs," Brian said heavily.

Grace felt wayes of sharp pain in her stomach. She frowned and returned to her room: She took out the hospital bag she had prepared in advance from the cabinet, as well as the child's clothes, diapers, milk powder, and other things.

Brian took the bag in Grace's hand and carefully held her arm.

Grace raised her hand and dodged. "Don't overreact."

Brian frowned slightly and followed her out.

They got into the car and quickly arrived at the hospital. Grace had been having her prenatal checkups in Prenatal this hospital. All the doctors in the hospital knew her. Today was Christmas Eve, and many doctors in the hospital were on vacation. Only two doctors from OB/GYN were on duty.

The contractions came quickly, but after just an hour, the pain escalated again.

Grace was lying on the hospital bed. It was Christmas and she was the only pregnant woman in the ward.

Grace wanted to give birth as soon as possible, so she took the initiative to get the doctor to give her an oxytocin injection.

As soon as the oxytocin injection was administered, the frequency of the contractions increased.

It was so painful that every cell in her body was numb. She grabbed the bedsheet tightly, her face turning pale.

Brian's eyes widened when he saw her in pain. He gasped for breath, and his heart felt like it was being squeezed.

He couldn't imagine the pain she was in.

Another two hours went by. Every time Grace experienced the contractions, it was as if someone had broken all the bones in her body. Grace bit her lower lip hard. Brian saw that and raised his hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to open her mouth.

He put his arm to her mouth. "Bite me if you want."