The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover by Caesar Erickson novel Chapter 775

Chapter 775
The only time he took the initiative was when he saw Casare bring the members of the royal pack to pursue Rosalie frantically. He even dragged her out of the field.
They were running on the field in the afterglow of the sunset. Everyone around them cheered for them, as if they were in
some kind of romance movie.
Amon put one hand in his pocket and snorted disdainfully. He thought Rosalie would not agree to Casare, so he didn’t take it
seriously.
Until George told him that Rosalie had not come home.
Back then, Rosalie rented a house outside the campus for the convenience of painting, and if happened to be George’s
house.
Amon was afraid that it would be unsafe for Rosalie to live
alone. Hence, he asked George lived next door to visit her
often.
One day, George came back and saw Rosalie’s room
remaining dark all the time, so he called Amon.
When Amon heard that Rosalie hadn’t gone home, he paused for a while holding the brush.
Then, the scene of Rosalie kissing Casare’s cheek while standing on tiptoe came to his mind.
He thought that he might be crazy. Rosalie liked him, how
come she would kiss Casare?
He comforted himself that it was impossible.
However, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became. Then, he threw away the paintbrush in anger, picked up his coat and drove to find Rosalie.
He had been looking for her all night until he saw her coming out of Casare’s house. He could feel the blood rushing all over his body all of a sudden.
He opened the car door and rushed up to them. Then, he grabbed Rosalie’s hand and asked why she came out from
Casare’s house.
Rosalie was a little surprised when she saw him, but she pushed his hand away without saying a word.
That was the first time Amon felt panicked, all because of Rosalie pushing his hand away.
to leave. While gritting his teeth, he growled, “What are you hiding from?”
Rosalie lowered her head in silence. It was as if she had
suddenly changed her mind and didn’t care for him at all.
Amon was very angry. He pushed her to the car door, grabbed her shoulder tightly as he lowered his head and asked her, “What did you do with Casare last night?”
His angry look made Rosalie a little unclear about his mind as she asked, “Do you really care what I’ve done with Casare?”
Amon didn’t want to listen to her nonsense as he was in a fit of
anger, but the answer only, so he said, “Answer me!”
Rosalie sighed deeply and said, “Amon, I’ve been pursuing you
for almost many years. I’m tired and I want to give up. Just let
me go.”
Amon tightened his hands grabbing her shoulders when he heard her words, as though Rosalie would not be leaving if he held her tight.
But at last, Rosalie pushed his hand away before she turned
around and left.