The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 335

Sure enough, the moment the words left Zoey's mouth, Ferris's expression turned thunderous.

Leon, on the other hand, smiled broadly and opened his mouth to reply. "Well, that blind man is none other than..."

*Clack.* Ferris slammed his teacup onto the table. His jaw tightened until a muscle ticked, his knuckles turning stark white where his hand rested on the wood.

"Dr. Lennox," I cut in instantly, completely derailing Leon's sentence. "You wanted the Honey-Glazed Short Ribs, right? I'll ask them to add an order for you."

Ferris and Leon were childhood friends who had grown up together, and now they were colleagues. I refused to be the reason their relationship shattered, and I definitely didn't want Leon provoking Ferris any further. After all, Zoey was sitting right there.

Leon caught my drift immediately. The sharp edge in his eyes vanished, replaced by his usual warm, easygoing smile. "You're always so thoughtful, Selena. I almost forgot."

"Oh, absolutely! We definitely need to order that. I have to see if this place can actually measure up to your cooking, Selena," Zoey chimed in, entirely oblivious to the tension she had just stoked.

After I ordered the dish, I looked up and crashed straight into a pair of icy, piercing eyes. Ferris's gaze was rimmed with red. He was furious again.

And he seemed furious with me.

What right did he have to be mad at me?

Leon was the one antagonizing him. I had just stepped in to stop Leon from exposing him in front of his precious favorite. Technically, I had just done him a massive favor. Why was he acting like this?

Then it hit me. He was angry because I had brought Leon into the picture, ruining his romantic evening with Zoey.

Except, I hadn't invited Leon.

She had just casually mentioned Ferris helping her make oatmeal.

My mind instantly conjured the image. The two of them in cozy loungewear, intimately sharing the kitchen space, utterly satisfied with each other. It was a picture of perfect domestic bliss, just like the kiss I had witnessed moments ago.

The air felt incredibly thin. I dug my nails into my palms until I forced myself to stand up, my voice trembling slightly. "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

Without waiting for a response, I practically bolted out of the private room, eager to escape.

Behind me, I heard Leon's hurried footsteps and his concerned voice calling out. "Selena, wait. I'll walk with you."

I also caught the faint, anxious sound of Zoey's voice drifting from the room. "Ferris, is Selena mad at me again? Did I say something wrong?"