The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 313

"Dr. Sterling, I am so sorry about this. It's all Selena's fault for making Dr. Zeller suffer such an injustice," Dr. Logan said, lingering behind. He even tugged at my sleeve. "Selena, aren't you going to apologize to Dr. Zeller?"

Apologize?

My lawful husband and his true love were putting on a display of restrained, profound affection right in front of me, and as the wife, I was supposed to apologize to his mistress?

Apologize for what? For not finalizing the divorce fast enough so I could wrap Ferris up in a bow and hand him over to her?

I hadn't done anything wrong. I didn't need to apologize, and I absolutely wouldn't.

I wasn't the cause of Zoey's grievances.

So, I spoke evenly, "I made myself perfectly clear just a moment ago. I am not the problem here, and I don't believe I owe anyone an apology."

The temperature in the room plummeted. Ferris's dark, predatory gaze locked onto my face—cold, sharp, and scrutinizing. I could tell he was livid.

But I didn't back down. I met his stare head-on. "I said someone in here has a guilty conscience. People who haven't done anything wrong don't need to feel guilty, and they certainly don't need to play the victim."

"Selena, what is wrong with you? Why are you spewing this nonsense?" Dr. Logan snapped anxiously.

"Then let me ask you, Dr. Hayes—do you feel guilty? Have you ever played the thief, whether in your work or your personal life?" Ferris's tone was hostile. He was genuinely furious for his darling's sake.

The emotions I had painstakingly shoved down surged back up with a vengeance.

He was framing me. Mocking me. Humiliating me.

Ferris truly despised me to his very core, dragging my name through the mud right in front of the woman he loved.

I leaned back against the lockers, relying entirely on the cold metal to keep myself standing. A suffocating wave of despair crashed over me, a silent, bone-deep agony.

"I have always acted with absolute integrity. I have no reason to feel guilty. If you don't believe me, you are welcome to wait for the hospital's official findings. But Zelda made a great point earlier: you can't falsely accuse people without evidence. I understand you're upset given your recent circumstances, but you don't get to throw baseless accusations around either," I said, my spine ramrod straight, my voice impeccably calm.

Then, I turned a placid look to Dr. Logan. "Dr. Logan, it's time for rounds."