The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 657
The person in the bed was getting weaker and weaker, to the point where they couldn’t even get an ounce of liquid into her.
George used various parenteral nutrition to
keep her alive, but she no longer had the
will to live.
When George saw those dull eyes as he
was fixing the IV drip onto her hand, he
paused for a second.
Removing the drip from her hand, he turned
to face Amon, who was always watching
him, fearing he said something wrong.
“Amon, we can’t let her dangle on the edge
of death any longer, please let her go…”
Amon, who was leaning back on the sofa, glanced at Taya, who looked like a lifeless
corpse.
“I don’t care what you do, I want you to keep her alive!”
“You know that the best way to keep her alive is by telling her the truth! Tell her that

Griffon isn’t dead.”
Aronland was huge on manners and to be a gentleman to anyone. George couldn’t tolerate Amon torturing a woman, nor could he understand why he was doing this.
“You have to understand that when she
dies, Rosalie’s wolf spirit will also be
gone…”
Amon put down his legs, leaned forward
slightly, and propped his elbows on his
knees. He looked straight at George’s foreign face directly.
“So, your job is to find a way to let her live…”
Amon’s voice was so indifferent, as if he didn’t care whether Taya was alive, but he still ordered George to make sure she lived.
George stared at Amon, sighed helplessly, then turned his head and looked at Taya, who was already in a coma lying on the bed…
He opened the medicine cabinet, took out a few syringes, and injected them into Taya’s
arm. After that, he stood by her side,
waiting for her to regain consciousness.
When Taya opened her eyes, she could vaguely see the outline of George’s face. Initially, she couldn’t see anything at all, and George had been giving her various injections to save her eyesight. It worked, but it wasn’t what Taya wanted…
With barely any strength in her voice, she
opened her lips and said intermittently to George, “Can you… stop bringing me
back…”
George raised his wrinkled hand and patted the back of Taya’s hand. “Ms. Palmer,
you’re pregnant…”
Taya’s dead heart suddenly started beating,
like a ray of light suddenly shining into her dark world.
She opened her eyes wide, trying to see if there was any deceit behind his eyes, but she couldn’t see his expression clearly, so she could only cry sadly.
Seeing her reaction, George breathed a
sigh of relief, feeling less guilty. “For the
sake of the pup, you must live well.”
When he said this, he clenched his fists
tightly. The guilt was eating him from the
inside, and he didn’t dare to look her in the
eye, fearing she’d be able to see through his