The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 352

Ferris's voice was cold and low, carrying the biting, merciless chill of the winter wind.

Much like his piercing gaze and sharp, striking features, he radiated an aggressive dominance that made it impossible to fight back.

My already fragile and exhausted heart was ruthlessly shattered by that icy accusation, leaving a gaping hole where the freezing wind howled through.

It felt so cold, so agonizingly empty.

My eyes flinched for a fraction of a second, and before I knew it, a blurry layer of moisture had veiled my vision.

It was eight or nine in the morning, the busiest time at the hospital. The corridors were bustling with people coming and going. Ferris and I stood at the corner of the hallway surrounded by the chaotic chatter, but I felt as though I had been plunged into an icy cavern of dead silence.

The commotion had nothing to do with me. I felt entirely separated from the rest of the world by a pane of soundproof glass. I couldn't hear or feel anything but the sheer, numbing cold.

And the man standing before me, looking as heartless as a block of ice.

And his freezing, razor-sharp glare.

My cheating husband was actually standing here, interrogating me about whether I was dating someone else.

Had he completely forgotten what he had been up to?

He paraded his little lover around town every single day, and today he was boldly flaunting the physical evidence of their night of passion for everyone to see. Yet here he was, coldly demanding answers from me?

"Oh, so you do remember that our divorce isn't official yet?" I tightened my fists, forcing back the tears stinging my eyes. Meeting those darkly churning eyes of his, I let out a soft, mocking laugh. "I thought you had forgotten, considering you never come home at night and spend all your time sleeping with your little lover."

Because seeing his face only brought back the image of him kissing Zoey last night. Following the line of his neck, I could clearly see the bite mark she had left on him, and my mind automatically conjured up explicit images of them in bed together...

I couldn't look, and I couldn't think. I just wanted him out of my sight.

"Oh, and one more piece of advice for you. Instead of wasting your time interrogating me about who I'm dating or sleeping with, you should hurry up and print out the Marital Dissolution Agreement. I'm sure that would make your girl much happier." Without giving Ferris a chance to respond, I dropped those words and spun on my heel, walking away without a second glance.

It wasn't until I collapsed into my office chair that I realized how badly I was shaking.

My hands trembled so violently I couldn't even grip my mouse. A sharp, agonizing pain seized my chest, and I honestly couldn't tell if it was my heart breaking or my stomach acting up.

Fighting to regain control of my emotions, I popped open the stomach medication Leon had given me, swallowed a pill, and unwrapped my breakfast, forcing myself to take a bite.