The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 337

"We?" The voice behind me dripped with familiar, icy sarcasm.

It wasn't Leon.

My heart dropped into my stomach. I spun around, instantly overwhelmed by the sheer, imposing presence bearing down on me.

Ferris always carried an intimidating aura, but right now, it was dangerously suffocating. Instinctively, I scrambled back a step, only for my lower back to hit the hard edge of the sink vanity.

In front of me stood Ferris, his handsome face carved from ice, glaring down at me with predatory dominance.

The harsh, cold lighting of the bathroom cast sharp shadows over his rigid jawline, throwing his massive frame into a silhouette that entirely engulfed me.

I felt trapped under the suffocating weight of that shadow.

My chest tightened, and my throat felt dry. It took a long moment before I could force out a trembling question. "What are you doing, Dr. Sterling?"

"Catching my wife in the act, obviously. I wanted to see where you and another man were running off to for your little rendezvous," Ferris hissed, his voice dangerously low.

He sounded as if he were barely keeping a lid on his rage. The words erupted like scalding lava, making every instinct in my body scream to back away.

But I was pinned against the counter. All I could do was brace myself and meet his glare. "Wife? Your memory must be failing you, Dr. Sterling. Did you forget we're getting a divorce? I signed the papers two nights ago."

Had he forgotten that he had also agreed to let Counselor Winston draft The Marital Dissolution Agreement for us? He had promised to sign it too.

Could a couple on the brink of divorce even be called husband and wife anymore?

He actually cared about my relationship with Leon.

But it was completely laughable.

He paraded his little mistress around town, kissed her right in front of me, and flaunted their affection without a shred of guilt. Yet here he was, tracking me down to the bathroom to corner me, furiously demanding to know where I was sneaking off to with Leon, lecturing me about my 'duty' as a wife.

"What duty?" In the face of his overwhelming intimidation, an eerie calmness washed over me. Something dark and defiant snapped in my chest. I stared straight into his furious eyes and let out a cold laugh. "So you finally remember I'm your wife? Then why the hell were you making out with your mistress right in front of me?"

"If you can run around being so utterly shameless, ignoring every single duty you have as a husband, what gives you the right to lecture me about mine?"

"Aren't we exactly the same?"