All Chapters of Falling for My Contract Lover: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

After hanging up the phone, he dared not look back at the stands. Standing still, he shouted to Cathy, "Mom, I'm leaving first." In a blink, he ran off, vanishing without a trace. Cathy sighed deeply. If only the boy had half the steadiness of the Gibsons' Murray, his father might not look down on him. Always acting recklessly, without ambition, content to drift aimlessly through life. "Ah," Cathy exhaled, picking up the items Ronald Richardson had left behind. The basketball gym was nearly empty now, save for a few couples lingering, whispering sweet nothings, heads close together in intimate conversation. Cathy watched these young lovers, feeling a pang of nostalgia for youth. She sat down, pulling out her phone to browse a photo in her gallery. It was a group picture of two couples. On the left, the woman's thick brows and dense lashes

Reassured about the company's legitimacy, Emily let go of her concerns. With her father having passed away some time ago, she felt no need to dwell on these connections. As they chatted casually, the conversation turned to Emily's injured leg. Frowning worried, she said, "I have a performance in two days, but I'm not sure if my foot has fully healed." Visually, the bruising had faded to a faint blue, and the swelling had mostly subsided. She was eager to join one more rehearsal before the actual performance, yet she feared aggravating the injury if it hadn't fully healed. Sandy stood up and examined her foot, "Let's go to the hospital tomorrow for a check-up." Emily blinked like a sad child at the mention of the hospital, "I want ice cream." Sandy playfully pushed her head, "You know it's not recommended to eat sweet." "But I really want

The desire in Murray's eyes slowly faded. Still, upon lowering his gaze to Emily's tender, dewy lips, reminiscent of a juicy peach, he found himself irresistibly drawn back for another kiss. His tongue lingered over the soft contours of her lips and the sweetness between her teeth, reluctant to part. "Enough now, or things might get out of hand," Emily murmured, gently pushing against his broad, flat shoulders. Murray bit her lip playfully, half-hugging her, and casually straightened his crumpled tie, his smile reminiscent of a carefree rogue. "I wouldn't mind making the sky our blanket and the earth our bed." Emily disengaged herself from his embrace, shooting him a reproachful glance, "Well, I mind." Her eyes shimmered seductively as if casting a spell. Murray felt utterly captivated by her gaze for the first time, as if his soul was being drawn away from her. The young lady ha

Emily turned towards him, wrapping her arms around his well-defined arm, gently nuzzling her face against it. "Thanks for believing in me," she murmured, her voice light as air, her skin smooth and radiant against his. Her casual touch seemed to have an unintended effect on Murray, even beneath the bath towel… … What happened afterward was a blur for Emily. There were no memories of a grand dinner on the mountaintop or a candlelit meal. It seemed like she was hastily fed something before being pulled into a night of intense "physical training" by Murray. The next day, wary of her walk revealing too much to those who knew the signs, she did not return directly to school. With graduation imminent, she didn't want to stir up any more rumors. Her graduation defense for the art program was scheduled in mid-May, with her thesis already submitted in early April. During thi

"Ah?" Emily was momentarily stunned.Murray had already ascended the steps, insisting Cornelius pass Emily's mortarboard to him. He placed it upon her head, carefully adjusting the slightly skewed collar of her gown.He donned his suit jacket, tying his tie with meticulous precision, every button fastened impeccably. Gone was the arrogant air of a man with his hands thrust in his pockets, unsure of his opponent. Now, he stood with his hands neatly crossed in front of him, spine straight, the very picture of propriety.Emily pursed her lips, a hint of panic as she fussed with her hair, unconsciously straightening up and subtly inching closer to him.Thus, the pair posed for a "grand" photo in front of the library, their first truly meaningful photo since meeting.Cornelius, armed with a DSLR camera, snapped several shots. Eager to see, Emily reached for the camera only to have Murray snatch it away first. His towering height and long limbs gave him an advantage, leaving Emily to stand