The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 773

Chapter 773

In the video left by Rosalie, she didn’t say a word for blaming him from the beginning to the end.

Instead, she kept apologizing to him.

He’s always the one in the dominant position between them. In contrast, she’s always the petty one

who begged for his love, even a little.

Amon remembered the first time he met Rosalie. He was

sitting in the car with the windows half down, lowering his eyes and looking indifferently at Casare and

her who were surrounded by a group of tra mps.

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At that time, he was in the car which stopped halfway, feeling bored while waiting for the traffic light.

With just a casual

glance, he saw Rosalie, who was crouching on the ground with her head in her arms, in the group of

dirty tra mp s.

When he saw her looking up at him, there was a clear and

bright light in her eyes, which should not belong to such a messy environment. He was suddenly

touched and shouted at those people to stop.

At that time, he didn’t know that Casare protecting Rosalie next to her, was the illegitimate son of the

Yardley pack as well

as his half-brother. If he knew that Casare and Rosalie were

together, he wouldn’t have helped her.

He heard from Rosalie that since he gave her financial aid, she always silently waited at the gate of the

Yardleys’ place after school. All she wanted was to wait for him to come out and thanked him. However,

he was always sitting in the car. He never lowered the window and gave her a look.

Later, with the objective of saying thank you to him, Rosalie studied hard to enter his school and even

became his classmate. She slowly approached him, but he was unhappy to see her. It was because he

didn’t know what actually love

meant at that time.

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He only knew that there was always a girl who put breakfast in his desk every morning and rode a

bicycle to follow his

car after school. She always couldn’t catch up to him after

halfway. At that moment, she would smile while looking at the

car which left.

When he was concentrating on painting in the studio, she

would secretly stand by the window while propping her chin

with one hand and looking at him holding a paintbrush in the

sun.

Later, he often saw her sitting in the studio and using several kinds of paints repeatedly to draw strange

shapes.