The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 214

"Selena!"

Ferris's voice bordered on losing complete control, but the immense pressure of the past few days had drained every last drop of my patience. I took a deep breath and vented my frustrations. "So what exactly are you keeping score of right now? You keep repeating that we're married, but do you even know what a marriage is?"

Ferris suddenly fell silent, and I let all my repressed anger spill out.

"A marriage isn't just a legal partnership. It should be the highest form of love. It should be an alliance where two people grow together and face down loneliness and hardship as a team. But look at you! As my husband, aside from blaming and humiliating me after the accident, in what conceivable way do you meet the standard of a partner?"

Two streams of tears slowly slid down my cheeks, and my voice cracked with emotion. "You just treat this marriage certificate as a net to control and dominate me. But I'm a human being, Ferris. No matter how much I loved you, I still have my pride. If you're going to constantly use this marriage to suffocate me, then we might as well just sign the divorce papers. It will set us both free."

After saying that, I hung up.

Perhaps, before today, I had still harbored a sliver of hope that Ferris might step into the role of a husband and offer me a shred of support. But today, that hope died.

Reality had ruthlessly taught me that placing my hopes in the wrong person would only lead to my own humiliation.

Fighting this war alone wasn't so bad after all.

Exhausted from crying, I buried myself under the covers and miraculously managed to fall asleep.

That is, until the heavy thudding of knocking echoed by my ear.

I rubbed my bleary eyes and checked my phone. It was actually five-thirty in the morning.

There were several missed calls and unread texts on the screen.

They were all from Leon.

The moment I pulled the door open, our eyes met. He immediately grabbed my hand in delight and said joyfully, "I have incredible news for you."

Having rushed through the chilly, fog-laced morning of Port Capital, tiny droplets of water clung to his eyelashes, and a thin layer of sweat coated his temples.

Seeing him so breathless, I asked in confusion, "What news?"

"I just heard from the police," Leon said, his eyes practically sparkling as he squeezed my hand a little tighter. "Thanks to a tip from the public, at four o'clock this morning, the police successfully apprehended the fugitive Dr. Dalton at a bed and breakfast near Mount Azure!"

At the mention of Dr. Dalton, my face went blank with shock. "Is the source reliable?"

"One hundred percent. I just got off the phone with my buddy; he's staked out right in front of the precinct as we speak." Leon's eyes curved into a brilliant smile. "If my guess is right, the news will hit the press any minute."