All Chapters of Falling for My Contract Lover: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Murray stood motionless, letting her embrace his waist. He asks Malcolm, "Prepare the car." "Right away," Malcolm hurriedly. Soon he returned, "boss, the car is ready." Murray glanced at Emily and sighed helplessly, "Take her with us in the car." "Let me go! What are you trying to do?" Emily began to struggle. The two young servants dared not breathe, restraining her. She was drunk, making her movements sluggish. "Murray, you cur, where are you taking me? I won't go. I want to get out of the car. Let me go." Murray, sitting in the front, was already in excruciating pain, and her cursing only added to his headache. In a fit of anger, he shouted, "Stop the car!" The nanny's car screeched to a halt. They were in a transition area between the villa and the city, with no villages ahead or stores behind. 

"Good evening, everyone," Ronald greeted, kissing the room's occupants.Emily frowned slightly at his flamboyant entrance, feeling embarrassed.Sensing Ronald's growing exuberance, Emily stepped forward and discreetly pinched his arm. Ronald, snapping back to reality, wrapped an arm around her shoulder and guided her towards Murray.Murray sat with crossed legs and an expressionless face on the sofa. His chiseled features, highlighted under the flickering lights, appeared more profound than ever.Ronald pushed Emily gently towards Murray and leaned in, saying, "Emily wasn't in the best spirits yesterday and accidentally hurt you. She's in the wrong and is here to apologize. Let's put this behind us, shall we?"Murray remained seated, his gaze on his injured right hand, which cast a large shadow under his long eyelashes. It seemed like ages since Emily last saw him, with a strange sense of alienation in the air.Emily's eyes fell on his right

As she bent down to unbuckle his belt, her hair cascaded over her shoulders, revealing the delicate whiteness of her neck and the fine down that adorned it. The thought of her lips touching there, with their soft, tantalizing caress, made Murray's throat involuntarily tighten. Her fingers danced over his finely sculpted abs, her gaze unwavering, never crossing the line of propriety. Only her ears, flushed a bright red, betrayed her true feelings, making one believe she was otherwise completely unflustered. Murray turned his head, his lips curving into a smile. He waited as Emily stripped him down to his underwear, at which point everything naturally progressed towards the indescribable. They made love twice, once on the sofa and then in the bathroom. He have been satiated, his gaze upon Emily now laced with more tenderness than when he had arrived. She scoffed inwardly, recalling how he had claimed this tactic would grow

"Do they even realize what kind of people they've brought along? If they've hired them, they should be prepared to play house. Why the pretense?" Emily thought, watching Stacey with an impassive face. "There are so many of us here, and it's not just up to you," Emily told Stacey. "Let's put it to a vote." She turned to the group. "For the decision to hire help, let's show our stance with a show of hands." Atwood immediately raised his hand in agreement as Emily finished speaking. Baird and Beau glanced at Murray, who stood aloof in the distance. Thought to themselves that they had already given Murray enough face by coming to this forsaken place; nobody wanted to suffer unnecessarily. They bit the bullet and raised their hands, "We agree too." Emily looked at Ronald, who hesitated, his eyes on Jean. Jean and Haley agreed, and Ronald, eager to please, quickly followed suit.

Having selected the perfect spot for their camp, Jean seized the opportunity to confront Stacey. "What's the meaning of bringing him along?"  "Are you not with Murray now? Why still entangle yourself with him?" Jean's tone was laden with accusation as she glared at Stacey. "If you wish to truly commit to someone, fidelity is fundamental." Stacey's eyes flickered a tinge of guilt in her voice. "I told him we'd cease our interactions. But he insisted that if I could help him get a feature in the Magazine, he'd leave me alone for good." Jean sighed, "Murray's affection for you is evident to us all these years. You must not betray him. Moreover, He's not the neglected Gibson boy he once was. Provoking him might bring calamity not just to you but to the Zechariah family as well." Stacey chuckled confidently. "No, Murray won't harm me. He's always listened to me ever since we were