The Billionaire Alpha’s Contract Lover

Chapter 676
That petite figure looked at him amid the wind and snow. Her eyes were full of affection, and there were tears.
Griffon stood still on the spot and stared at her for a while. After that, he resumed his pace and strolled in her direction…
Seeing him walking out and in her direction, Taya hastened to greet him with tears, “Griffon, I…”
When she called out his name, he directly brushed past her with a cold face and didn’t even look at her.
Taya was stunned. The tears she had endured rolled down after seeing his action.
She turned slowly in disbelief and looked at Griffon who was leading a group of bodyguards down the steps without turning his head.
He was tall, his back straight, but revealed indifference and loneliness as if he was isolated from the world, untouchable…
Taya stared at his back in a daze, thinking she was trapped in a dream, a nightmare that she had once dreamed…
Actually, she must have died a long time ago, huh? She was unwilling to be reconciled to the fact that Griffon did not love her anymore. So under the circumstances of no reincarnation, she made a beautiful dream for herself, imagining that he loved her…
It wasn’t until reincarnation came that the sweet dream ended in a nightmare, and now was when everything ended.

She felt that she was either tortured to the point she couldn’t distinguish between reality and dreams, or she was so crazy that she didn’t even know whether she was alive or dead.
She hugged her shivering body tightly and stood in the cold wind. Her eyes dimmed with tears, looking at the figure she had missed for half a year.
“Everything is fake, right?”
Her voice was very soft as if she couldn’t bear the blow. She
was weak yet riddled with holes…
Griffon had already got down and was about to get into the car. Suddenly, he stopped when he heard her voice.
Seeing him stop but not turn his head back. Taya dared not approach him, although she wanted to confirm whether this
was all real or a dream.
She summoned up her courage, walked up to him, stretched
out her thin and fair hand, and gently tugged at his sleeve.
“Is this really you?”
Was this really him?
Was he the Griffon Knight who promised to use the rest of his
life to make up for her?
Griffon tilted his head slightly and looked at her.
“It’s me.” The usually cold and low voice gently sounded in Taya’s ear, pulling her back from a trance.
“So it wasn’t a dream.” Her furrowed brows gradually relaxed. She stood on tiptoe and raised her hand to touch his face, but he grabbed her wrist.
“Taya.”