The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 302

The hope of Silas waking up was right in front of me. For his sake, I simply couldn't refuse Ferris.

At that exact moment, the harsh scent of alcohol and disinfectant seared against my trembling lips. I brought my knee up to strike his ribs, but he only pinned me harder against the leather seat. "Be good. Don't ruin the mood."

The end of his sentence shattered against his lips, still tasting faintly of chemicals.

The rain outside grew heavier, drumming like a frantic heartbeat. Mingled with the man's ragged breathing, I curled up in the corner as hot tears spilled from my eyes against my will.

I returned to my apartment alone.

Standing under the warm spray of the shower, I spaced out for a long time. It wasn't until the familiar scent of him faded from my skin that I silently stepped out.

I set my alarm, took some melatonin, and finally fell into a heavy sleep.

There was surgery tomorrow morning, Silas's surgery. I had to get a good night's rest so I could fulfill my duties as an anesthesiologist.

I absolutely had to sleep.

Early the next morning, I arrived at the department acting as if nothing had happened. Not long after, we received notice from the Department of Neurosurgery to prep for the operating room.

It was time for my uncle's surgery.

Channeling the utmost professionalism, I led Amber and the rest of the team into the OR.

By coincidence, I bumped into Ferris right at the door.

Our gazes met in the air for a brief two seconds before he brushed past me to change into his scrubs, acting as if I wasn't even there. I quietly looked away, fully shifting into my work mode.

I knew she was just trying to cheer me up. I forced a smile, and she continued, "But Dr. Hayes, you were amazing out there! The surgery took so long, and your coordination with Dr. Sterling was flawless. You know even Dr. Logan would've gotten yelled at at least once, but you executed everything perfectly. You were awesome!"

"Practice makes perfect," I said, thinking back to the time I got reamed out during my first time in his OR. "It's just accumulated experience."

"Oh, right, Selena, I heard you originally wanted to get into the Department of Neurosurgery," Amber suddenly gossiped. "It's a shame. They passed over a brilliant master's grad like you and picked an undergrad instead. I really don't get this hospital's system anymore."

"Excuse me, what is that supposed to mean, Nurse?" Zelda's signature booming voice suddenly cut in. "Are you implying our Zoey isn't as good as Dr. Hayes?"

Amber and I both looked up at the sound, only to realize Zoey and Zelda were standing just a few feet away.

Zoey looked at us with a pitiful expression and asked in an innocent tone, "Is that how you see me too, Selena?"