All Chapters of My Contract Love Story : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

After Arthur and Oliver left, Damien led the way deeper into the library, searching for a quieter spot. Ashleigh followed closely behind. They finally settled at a secluded table, and both of them pulled out their study materials along with the timetable for the midterm exams. “So, let’s start with these two courses today,” Damien suggested, opening his notes and skimming through the pages. “I assume you’ve been reviewing the topics from these classes daily?” “Yeah, I have,” Ashleigh replied, nodding. “Good. We’ll just go over them and tackle related questions. That should prepare us well for tomorrow. Ready?” Damien looked at her briefly, and Ashleigh nodded in agreement. They spent the next few hours engrossed in their studies, with Ashleigh asking questions whenever she encountered something confusing. Damien was focused entirely on the study session, answering her questions patiently. However, he strictly confined their conversation to the subjects at hand, never veering of

In the days following the ominous phone call, Ashleigh didn't receive any more from that number, but the tension lingered, threading its way into every moment. The authorities, informed of the incident, swiftly launched an investigation, focusing on anyone who had been in the vicinity when the call was made. Security protocols were tightened across campus. Students now had to present their IDs before entering faculty buildings or any restricted areas. Security personnel monitored the main entrances and patrolled the grounds, their presence a constant reminder of the threat that loomed. Arthur, Oliver, and Damien were ever vigilant, ensuring Ashleigh was never alone. From the moment she stepped out of her hostel until she returned at night, they were by her side. They tried to trace the phone number, but it proved impossible. Despite their reassurances that the stalker would be caught, Ashleigh couldn't shake the paranoia that gripped her. During her tests, she would glance nervously

Alana sat in the reserved section of the hall, watching the chaos of the Robinette Bash preparations unfold around her. Decorations were being hastily hung, the DJ was testing sound equipment, and a few seniors scrambled to set up tables near the bar. Her friends surrounded her, caught up in their own conversations about the party, but Alana was far from interested. She had other things on her mind.Alana had been waiting all day to hear about the results of the midterm exams—results that would determine who would represent the university in the global biochemistry competition. She knew she had to be at the top of the list. After all, she had worked harder than anyone and had all the right connections within the faculty. There was no way she could lose.A sudden movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a girl approaching their group, her face partially covered by a cap and mask. It was Lauren, Professor Patel’s assistant, slipping in unnoticed. Alana straightened up, her heart r

The party was already in full swing when they arrived. Music thumped through the air, neon lights pulsed to the beat, and the hall was packed with students dancing, laughing, and drinking. Ashleigh stood at the entrance, momentarily overwhelmed by the chaos. She glanced at the others—they seemed unbothered, immediately diving into the festivities. “Alright, guys, let me introduce you to my friends,” Oliver announced, leading them deeper into the crowd. He grabbed Ashleigh’s hand, pulling her toward a table near the bar where a group of students sat. Upon seeing Oliver, the group erupted in greetings, their faces lighting up. Ashleigh was welcomed with curious glances as they invited them to sit. "Arthurrrr, it’s been too long!" one of the girls slurred, clearly tipsy. She reached across the table to grab his hand, her voice wobbling. Arthur laughed, apologizing with exaggerated enthusiasm. "Sorry! It’s been a crazy few weeks, but I’m here now to turn up!" Before he could say more,

Meanwhile, Ashleigh’s unconscious form lay on the cold, muddy ground behind the building. The hooded man standing over her grinned in satisfaction, his eyes gleaming with malice.“You two, drag her over there,” he ordered, gesturing toward a dark corner where trash was piled high. The stench of decay filled the air, making the men gag, but they followed orders, dropping Ashleigh into the filth.The hooded man stepped closer, pulling a small perfume bottle from his pocket and dabbing it on his mask to mask the horrid smell. As he knelt beside Ashleigh, his eyes traced her figure. Despite being covered in mud, she looked stunning, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.“Such a shame,” he muttered, his voice filled with contempt. “She’ll pay the price for what her friend did.”He signaled to the others to start recording, their phones aimed at the unconscious girl. He ran a hand down Ashleigh’s face, his touch lingering as she whimpered i