The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 325

Ferris's expression darkened terribly. Every trace of amusement completely vanished from his face as his jaw clamped shut. Behind the silver-rimmed glasses, the corners of his eyes flushed crimson. His fury surged like a violent hurricane. "Fine, Selena. You're really something."

Meeting his furious gaze, I didn't back down an inch. "I concede to the best. The feeling is mutual."

Lucille was completely out of her mind for suggesting I give Ferris another chance. What kind of chance? A chance to mock, humiliate, and tear me down?

Forget it.

At this point, I had nothing left to fear. Leon and I were just friends. If anyone was crossing boundaries, it was Ferris and Zoey.

I was done coddling him. I wasn't afraid of the breach of contract penalty anymore.

Anyway, we'd be signing The Marital Dissolution Agreement in a day or two.

The tempest between us intensified, making my blood race.

Separated by the car door, lingering in the contrast of light and shadow, the air between us was suffocatingly silent yet deafening.

Just when I thought his rage would erupt and crash over me, Ferris suddenly started the engine. The engine roared to life in the quiet street, and I heard the final words he spat out: "Selena, you really have no heart."

His taillights disappeared even faster than Leon's had. In a split second, the roaring vehicle vanished around the corner.

The gust of wind from his departure whipped my hair across my face, feeling exactly like an invisible, stinging slap.

My racing blood gradually cooled as his car vanished. Another chilling gust of night wind hit me, and I suddenly felt so overwhelmingly cold that I had to crouch down and hug my knees.

A single tear slipped free, shattering against the pavement, quickly followed by a steady stream.

How strange. I thought I had grown numb to him. I thought I was done crying.

The next morning, I woke up early. Thinking of Silas's recovery, I made some easily digestible congee, grabbed a quick breakfast for Lucille, and rushed straight to the hospital.

When I handed over the food, Lucille pressed, "Why didn't you reply? What happened last night?"

"Nothing happened." I frowned. "He didn't come home."

"He didn't? That's impossible! Last night he clearly..." Lucille looked utterly bewildered.

I cut her off, shoving the breakfast into her hands. "Eat your food. I have to go on rounds."

With that, I hurriedly left Silas's room.

The moment I reached the department, Amber practically sprinted over with an update. "Good news, Dr. Hayes! They caught the jerk who vandalized your locker!"