The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 355

Just then, a low knock sounded at the door, cutting Dr. Logan's tirade short. I looked up, only to find Ferris's cold, aloof face greeting me from the doorway.

What was he doing here?

"Director Sterling." The moment Dr. Logan saw Ferris, he performed a masterful change of expression, instantly plastering on an eager, enthusiastic smile.

Ferris gave a curt nod before shifting his gaze to me. His tone was distant and detached. "I need a moment with Dr. Hayes. Is it convenient?"

"Of course, of course," Dr. Logan agreed immediately.

I instantly understood why Ferris was here. He must have received a call from Vivian as well and had come to drag me to the estate to sort out the mess.

But his timing was impeccable, as it had successfully saved me from Dr. Logan's baseless lecture.

I seized the opportunity to finalize my leave. "So, Dr. Logan, about my time off?"

"Approved. Go on then, just don't let it delay your work!" Dr. Logan agreed without another word of complaint.

I immediately stepped out of the office and followed Ferris toward the elevators. Neither of us spoke a single word along the way, nor did we exchange a glance or a brush of our shoulders.

Keeping my head down, I stepped into the elevator first. Instead of standing next to him, I deliberately moved away, putting as much distance between us as the small space allowed.

Ferris had always been desperate to distance himself from me. Initially, it was because he didn't love me and refused to let anyone know I even existed. Now, it was because he had someone else, and he needed to maintain his bachelor persona so as not to ruin things with his true love.

Clearly, Ferris was even more determined to keep his distance than I was.

Since he had chosen to publicly acknowledge his connection with Zoey, he couldn't let any other rumors threaten his perfect romance. Shutting down Zelda's suspicions immediately was his only move.

That familiar ache returned, sending a sharp stab of pain straight to my heart. A bitter lump formed in my throat, and I dug my nails into my palms, forcing the suffocating wave of despair back down. My throat felt incredibly tight. "It's just a coincidence. Don't misunderstand."

"Oh, I see. My mistake. I thought you guys were leaving work together." The elevator pinged as it reached the lobby, and Zelda offered a polite smile. "I'll be going then. Have a good evening, Director Sterling, Dr. Hayes."

Ferris and I continued our descent to the basement parking lot. The moment the doors slid open, he strode out with long, impatient steps.

His urgency made it painfully obvious that he was terrified someone else might see us standing too close and get the wrong idea.