All Chapters of My Contract Love Story : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

As the timer began, the work commenced. While some students struggled with the problem, others worked quietly. For Ashleigh’s group, it was a mix of confusion and cooperation, with some members unsure of the next steps but receiving help from those more knowledgeable. Ashleigh chose to work silently, preferring to compare answers later rather than risk making a mistake and incurring the wrath of her group.An hour into the session, Professor Patel and the lab assistants moved around, checking progress and offering guidance. After an intense period of beakers clinking and pipettes working, a group finished and confidently submitted their results. Diane submitted their work to Professor Patel, and the class watched enviously as she returned to her seat. Alana, seated in the middle, wore a small smirk of satisfaction.As the other groups completed their submissions, Ashleigh’s group finished second to last. When Professor Patel began reviewing the submissions, the tension was palpable.“

The next morning, Ashleigh awoke to the sound of phone buzzing as Professor Patel announced the final scores for the test. Alana and her group had landed in second-to-last place, a position that, to Ashleigh, seemed like a small victory—at least they hadn’t come in last. When she saw her own workbook posted with Professor Patel's notes and explanations, a smile spread across her face. It was a great start to the day, though she was blissfully unaware of the challenges awaiting her.The day before, Alana had returned home in a state of mortification. She couldn’t believe she had overlooked such a crucial detail in her work, and the public correction had stung deeply. Cameron’s argument had only intensified the humiliation, making it seem as if she was unable to admit her faults. That night, while tossing and turning, Alana plotted her revenge. She couldn’t stand the thought of anyone besting her without consequence. Ashleigh, in particular, was her target. As she watched Ashleigh enter

Ashleigh walked away from the previous day's events without realizing that by the next morning, she would be the talk of the department. It was Saturday morning, and Ashleigh had planned to sleep in, enjoying a rare weekend of rest. However, she was roused from her slumber by the persistent ringing of her phone, which vibrated against her bed. Groggily, she reached out in the direction of the phone, still half-asleep, and picked it up, eyes closed.“What?” she groaned as she answered the call, placing it against her ear.“What did you do yesterday in class?” the voice on the other end asked. Ashleigh squinted, trying to place the caller's identity.“Sorry, who is this?” she asked, her confusion evident.“Damien. Does that ring a bell? Anyway, back to my question—what happened in class yesterday?” Damien asked, his tone urging her for an answer.“Nothing much. Why do you keep asking about this, Damien?” Ashleigh replied, trying to recall if something unusual had occurred in class.“Bec

Ashleigh’s heart pounded as she sprinted through the dimly lit underground parking lot, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She’d seen Megan and those two guys earlier; they had been leaving the building just before her. Now, the parking lot was deserted. Ashleigh glanced around anxiously, trying to piece together the sequence of events. As she exited the lot and headed toward the street, her mind raced with fear.“Why can’t I find them?” she muttered to herself, her voice trembling. “It was only a minute between when they left and when I followed.” She scanned the alleyways adjacent to the building, each darkened passage holding only eerie silence.As she reached the third alley, a chilling sound pierced the quiet—cries of distress. Ashleigh’s pulse quickened. She peered into the dimly lit alley and her stomach dropped. There was Megan, pinned against the wall by the two men from earlier. One man held Megan’s arms forcefully against the wall, while the other was lifting her gown. The s

As the sun began its ascent, its warm rays crept through the ward room's window, casting a soft glow over the space. Ashleigh, nestled on the couch, stirred awake. The couch had been uncomfortable the night before, but fatigue had dulled her discomfort, making it tolerable. Megan, however, was just beginning to rouse from a fitful sleep. Confusion clouded her mind at first. She glanced around the unfamiliar hospital room, her heart racing with a blend of fear and disorientation. It took a moment for reality to sink in, and when it did, she was overwhelmed by the memories of the previous night. Her skin crawled as she recalled the disturbing incidents where the men from the party had invaded her personal space. Silent tears streamed down her face as she lay there, trying to process her trauma.The muffled sound of Megan's distress woke Ashleigh. She bolted upright, concern etched on her face as she rushed to Megan's bedside. "What happened, Megan? Are you in pain? Should I call the do