The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 1611

Stella was so scared by the scene that she froze in place and didn’t dare to approach. Instead, she quickly turned around and ran out of the bathroom. She was like a madwoman, climbing the stairs without even taking the elevator, and ran all the way to the office…

She wanted to go back to the office and take a good rest, but when she arrived at the door, she saw Eric in a white suit, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. When Eric saw her, he slightly tilted his head and looked down at her…

“Stella, I never thought that after ten years, you would still be so charming…”

Stella suddenly broke down. She crouched down and tightly hugged her arms, tears streaming down her face like beads falling off a thread…

Who would come to rescue her?

No one came to rescue Stella. She could only save herself, taking medicine, desperately taking medicine, that was her way of self-help…

She thought she was a doctor, thinking that this was post-traumatic stress disorder, believing that it would pass after a while and everything would be fine, and Eric would disappear…

But what she didn’t expect was that memories of Eric were everywhere, like his shadow, seen everywhere.

peacefully interacting

if Eric were still here, their relationship would probably be like this, flowing smoothly.

there were

under control, until one night she saw Eric sitting in front of her bed, head

illusion, she walked straight over and half squatted in front of him, raising her hand to touch his

felt her touch and slowly lifted his eyelashes, looking at Stella, “You promised to accompany me for a month, but you only spent one

and her eyes, which had shed countless tears, quickly filled

crying or not. He just grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms,

hearing this, then reached out and hugged

come and accompany me. I’ll be waiting

saying these words, Stella remained frozen in place, touching the spot where he had sat, feeling the coldness without any warmth. She knew he wasn’t real, just a product of her imagination, but Stella still cried uncontrollably…

that she would understand how heavy the buried love in her heart

considered that truly letting go of someone meant letting

the past ten years by hating Eric, never achieving true release. It was because

remembered what Eric had said before he died. He had wanted her to spend a month with him before letting