The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1575
When Stella saw Eric’s white shirt gradually stained red with blood, her hands holding the gun were trembling. She didn’t know if it was because of the humiliation she had endured or because she was scared. In any case, she was in a state of panic.
“Stella…”
Henry’s voice, mixed with surprise, sounded in her ear. Only then did Stella, trembling, throw away the gun in her hand and look at Henry.
“We’re safe now…”
She didn’t dare to look at Eric, just lowered her head like a
madman and rushed towards Eric. She didn’t say anything,
didn’t care if he was bleeding, just reached out into his pocket,
searching for the handcuff key.
In her panic, she couldn’t find the key no matter what. A hand covered in blood, trembling, held a key and handed it to her…
That bullet pierced Eric’s heart. He couldn’t speak, just stared at
Stella’s pale face…

Trembling, Stella took the key, still not looking at Eric, forced herself to turn around and run towards Henry…
At the moment she turned around, Eric couldn’t support himself anymore and knelt on one knee, his hand covering his chest,
weakly letting go…
He watched Stella unlock Henry’s handcuffs, carefully supporting him and holding his hands. Eric couldn’t see Stella’s expression with her back turned to him, but he could feel her compassion through her actions…
She was feeling sorry for Henry. It seemed that her claim of not loving Henry was a lie. He had been deceived again…
Eric lowered his gaze, looking at the blood on the floor. Suddenly, he felt that it was for the best. If he died, Stella would no longer be disturbed, and she could live happily ever after with the person she loved…
But Stella, you still hadn’t made the blueberry pie you promised
me.
As Stella helped Henry walk out, she stepped on a pool of blood.
The strong, sticky sensation made her stop in her tracks. It was
this momentary pause that allowed Eric, who had already fallen to
the ground unable to support himself, to grab hold of her ankle…
She didn’t lower her head to look at him. Her tear-filled eyes gazed at the door. It was already dawn, and bright light seeped through the cra cks…
IR out, and she could leave hell behind.
But for some reason, her feet felt as if they were nailed down and couldn’t move…
Eric held her wrist and weakly spoke, “Stella, I…”
What should he say?
Tell her that he had people rape her just to scare her?
Tell her that he wanted her to abort the pup because it was unhealthy?