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The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 351

Amber was the undisputed queen of gossip, and she was particularly enthusiastic about my love life. I was fine at first, but hearing her tease me brought an involuntary flush to my cheeks. "We're just friends..." I explained, a hint of panic in my voice.

"Uh-huh, just friends," Amber repeated, deliberately mimicking my tone. The mischievous glint in her eyes grew more pronounced as she bumped my shoulder. "Then how do you explain the scarf?"

I had taken the scarf off before heading into the restroom last night and asked Leon to hold it for me. But then Ferris cornered me in the bathroom. By the time I managed to get out, Leon had been called away on an emergency, taking my scarf with him.

He was just returning it to me today, but I hadn't expected Amber and Ms. Hunter to read so much into it.

I was about to clarify the situation when Dr. Yates's laughter rang out from behind me. "Alright, Director Sterling, the team building is settled then. We'll head to Westmont Hot Springs this weekend."

Director Sterling?

My heart skipped a beat. I immediately turned around, only to crash straight into a pair of dark, unfathomable eyes.

Ferris stood not too far behind me, side by side with Dr. Yates. His expression was as indifferent as ever as he offered a curt, "Sounds good."

Yet those dark eyes were fixated on my face. Beneath their calm surface, a stormy wave of fury was silently brewing, growing more intense by the second until it crashed against my gaze, sending tremors straight to my core.

For no reason at all, a sudden wave of panic washed over me. Even my explanation to Amber and Ms. Hunter grew flustered. "No, it's nothing like that. I just left my scarf with him yesterday, and he was dropping it off. We... there's nothing going on between us."

For a moment, I honestly couldn't tell if I was trying to convince Amber and the head nurse, or if I was desperately trying to explain myself to Ferris.

I couldn't even bring myself to meet his gaze.

I wanted to use the distraction of Ms. Hunter and Amber leaving to slip away quietly.

But my escape was cut short by a deep, mocking voice blocking my path. "Have you forgotten something, Dr. Hayes?"

My footsteps ground to a halt. Taking a deep breath, I slowly turned around. Bearing the brunt of that invisible, crushing pressure, I looked up to meet Ferris's dark eyes. A dry, raspy voice squeezed out of my throat, "What are you talking about, Director Sterling? What did I forget?"

"We haven't officially finalized our divorce yet, and you're already dating other men?"

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