The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1581
Andre, who had just rushed over, saw his cousin and ran out like crazy. He quickly shouted to stop her, “Where are you going?”
Stella didn’t answer him, without even turning her head, she rushed out of the hospital. She didn’t know why she was doing this, there was only one voice in her mind, constantly reminding her to wait, just wait a little longer…
She hurriedly returned to the island and rushed into the room. In that instant, she saw Silas sitting in a wheelchair, with Camille standing next to him. Their figures blocked Eric, and the first thing Stella saw was the two straight and neat figures in suits…
The top floor glass was illuminated by sunlight, enveloping the
two of them in a faint golden light. They probably knew she was
coming, and Silas slowly turned his head.
“You finally came.”
When Silas received the news that Eric had taken Stella away, he
had already gone abroad. Planning to have surgery, he postponed
it. According to what Eric had said in his memory, he came to
Panama, but he didn’t expect to see his deceased friend.
His eyes were dark red, clearly filled with grief. The heaviness in his heart made him unable to come back to his senses for a long
time. He just sat here in a daze, gazing at the man leaning against
the glass.

Staring at Sila s’s reddened eyes for a while, Stella took heavy steps and walked closer. As she got closer, she finally saw Eric sitting straight on the floor…
The light was dazzling, when it came down, it enveloped Eric completely, as if he had crawled out of hell. Covered in a faint layer of golden light, it seemed to become his protective color, making him appear pale all over, as if a heavenly go d had
descended.
This divine being leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, with
one knee bent and his right elbow resting on his knee. Between
his five fingers, he held a gun, the barrel pointing towards his own.
heart. He was already stiff, maintaining an extremely standard
posture without moving a single bit.
They were still quite far apart, and Stella couldn’t see Eric’s
face clearly. She could only face the light and follow the dry bloodstains, taking small steps, moving closer to Eric.
In that instant when she stood in front of him, Stella saw Eric’s
tightly closed eyelashes. In the light, they cast a long silhouette,
covering his once fierce eyes.
At this moment, he had shed all the thorns and darkness, leaving
only a pale face. His deep and three-dimensional features were
still handsome, but the only regret was that there was no more
blood flowing through him. Like a corpse, he would never have
vitality again.
Stella stood while Eric sat, and there was a beam of light between them, slowly spreading from Eric’s toes to Stella’s feet. In that
moment of connection, Stella finally moved her gaze away from
his face and looked at the heart beneath his suit jacket…
She slowly crouched down, trembling hand reached out and lifted the black suit jacket that covered his chest. The glaring blood
red, soaking the white shirt, there was not a single place without
bloodstains.
The blood had dried, sticky on the skin. Stella tried many times before tearing off the clothes sticking to the wound on his chest. What came into her sight was a bl oody and mangled bullet hole…
Stella, being a doctor, could see at a glance that the bullet had hit his heart, and it had gone through…