The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 249

Ferris didn't even glance at the CT scans before walking away with Zoey.

Leon and I were left standing in the empty hallway, completely stunned.

Thinking of Uncle Silas's critical condition, it felt like a lead weight had been chained to my chest, dragging me down into despair.

Seeing my distress, Leon quickly tried to comfort me. "Don't panic just yet. Ferris hasn't eaten; he's probably just exhausted and cranky. Tell you what—I'll go find Dr. York. Dr. Arthur York might have another solution."

Dr. Arthur York was an absolute legend. If we could get him, there might still be hope.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Lucille.

"Selena, how is it? Are your uncle's results out? What did they say?"

I knew I couldn't hide a life-or-death situation from her. Taking a deep breath, I said, "Let's talk in person."

Leon and I split up.

Back at the ward, I pulled Lucille aside, making sure Uncle Silas couldn't hear. I gave her the absolute truth about his diagnosis and the immediate need for a highly complex surgery.

Lucille seemed to physically deflate, like a balloon losing all its air. She stood in stunned silence for several seconds before finally finding her voice. "So my son-in-law was right. How did things get so bad so fast? What do we do, Selena? A surgery that complicated... the cost is going to be astronomical, isn't it?"

Lucille immediately zeroed in on the most pressing issue.

High-risk neurosurgeries were notoriously expensive. Factoring in post-op ICU care and rehabilitation, the medical bills would easily exceed tens of thousands of dollars.

For the Hayes family of the past, that wouldn't have been an issue. But for the Hayes family in our current financial ruin, it was a devastating blow.

Lucille hesitated for a moment before leaning in close. "Selena, does Ferris know about your uncle's condition? What did he say?"

Remembering how coldly Ferris had walked away without even looking back, my chest twisted in agonizing knots.

"It sounds like he doesn't know the full details yet. I'll tell you what, Selena," Lucille said, suddenly convinced she had found the perfect solution. "After work tonight, you need to find a way to sit down and really talk to him. See what he can do. This is a matter of life and death, and your uncle is technically his uncle too! He wouldn't just stand by and do nothing, right?"

The blinding hope in Lucille's eyes forced me to swallow the bitter truth of his rejection.

Just as I was debating whether to call Ferris again, the sound of the front door unlocking echoed through the apartment. I looked up in absolute shock and saw him walking in.

Our eyes met. After a tense silence, I forced myself to break the ice. "Dinner is ready. Do you want to join me?"

Ferris gave the table a brief glance and walked straight to the sink to wash his hands.

For the first time in what felt like an eternity, we sat across from each other at the dining table.

But Ferris didn't pick up his fork. Instead, he stared at the spread of food, then suddenly stood up and walked away.

When he returned, he was holding a bottle of Burgundy and two wine glasses.

I stared at him in utter confusion. "Is today some kind of special occasion?"

Ferris raised an eyebrow. His unreadable gaze swept across my face, lingering for a few agonizing seconds before he finally replied, "It's a rare privilege that Dr. Hayes took time out of her busy schedule to cook an entire feast for me. How could we not share a drink to celebrate?"