Falling for My Contractual Wife

Louise narrowed her eyes. Although Hale's idea was despicable, it was not a bad idea.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She thought, 'The last time, I thought that I could marry Brian soon after sleeping with him, but Ava had just died, so the marriage had to be postponed. If this dragged on, some changes might indeed happen! However, if the Francis family found out that I am pregnant, my status would be stable!'

At the thought of this, Louise stopped resisting. She punched Hale coquettishly and snuggled into his arms.

When it was over, Louise lit a cigarette for him and talked about the trial today. "I suspect that Grace has something on her. We can't let this woman live!"

Hale hugged her and blew smoke at her. He asked, "What do you want to do with her? I'll help you."

Louise said viciously with a smile, "I want her to die in jail! Hale, you know a lot of people in jail. This is not difficult, right?"

Hale grabbed her butt hard and grinned, revealing his yellow teeth. "Of course, it's not difficult. Don't worry. I'll arrange it tomorrow."

Louise kissed him on the cheek in satisfaction. "Oh right, there's also her child, that bastard! She looks exactly the same as Brian! How dare Grace lie to me that she's not Brian's child! That bastard must die. Otherwise, if Brian finds out in the future, it will be a big problem. Our child won't be able to inherit the Francis Group."

Hale nodded. "Yes, what you said makes sense. We can't let anyone have the chance to compete with my child for the Francis Group!"

Louise took the initiative to lean close to him. "Hale, you're so nice..."

Hale pressed her under him again.

*****

In jail, Grace was temporarily detained in a six-person jail cell. Everyone here had been sentenced. There were people who had committed murder, drug trafficking, and human trafficking.

She secretly sized them up. Two female criminals looked ferocious and had tattoos on their arms. It was obvious that they were not to be trifled with.

A woman with short hair was silent. She had tanned skin and a hideous scar on her shoulder.

There was also a woman who was very talkative and knew how to please the two fierce women.

She was also the only one who spoke to Grace. "Hey, what's your name? What did you do to get here?"

Grace said, "I was wronged."

The woman clicked her tongue.

"Why are you still crying out injustice when you're already in here? How many injustices can there be in this day and age? I think you'd better confess. You might even be able to reduce your sentence."

Grace frowned and was about to say something when the prison guard outside shouted, "Those who want to take a shower can go take a shower now!" Grace hadn't showered in days. She picked up a basin and walked out.

The silent female criminal also picked up a basin and left.

When she reached the bathroom, Grace had just taken off her clothes when she was kicked to the ground.

The ground was made of cement,

and a bloody mark was left on her delicate skin. She turned around and saw that the person who hit her was the short-haired female criminal.

Grace asked, "Why did you hit me?"

The female criminal didn't say a word and didn't stop hitting her. She kicked her abdomen again. Grace groaned and screamed as she got up from the ground. "Someone! Help!"

The guards were guarding outside, but because there were still people taking a shower inside, the noise as

was a little loud, and Grace's shouts

could not be heard from outside.