The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 359

My mother hadn't expected Ferris to drag me into it either. Her suspicious, bewildered gaze darted between Ferris and me. "Selena?"

Vivian's eyes were fixed on my face as well, full of doubt.

I was genuinely perfectly willing to end this fight. My mother knew nothing about the prenuptial agreement between Ferris and me, so this entire charade was useless anyway.

But looking at the challenging glint in Ferris's eyes, and seeing that faded yet still vividly red bite mark on his neck, a sudden, blinding rush of pure resentment surged through my veins.

When he was tangled up in bed with his little lover last night, had he spared a single thought for me?

When he let his precious girl leave such a glaring mark on his neck, did he ever think about the mess he'd have to clean up afterward?

And now that things had spiraled out of control, he wanted me to clean up his mess? Why the hell should I?

The night air had been freezing yesterday. I had stumbled all the way home with my head spinning from alcohol, somehow managing to force myself through a shower while dizzy and disoriented. I had even pathetically hallucinated that he had come home and massaged my temples.

Looking back on it now, I felt nothing but pathetic and ridiculous. I was drowning in my own misery, yet I was supposed to cover for Ferris and Zoey?

I absolutely couldn't do it.

So, facing my mother and Vivian's confused stares, and staring directly into Ferris's smug, expectant eyes, I replied flatly, "I'm sorry, I have no idea where that bite mark on your neck came from."

It was suffocating, crushing.

I braced my spine, holding my ground in our silent standoff.

"...Good. Very good. You truly are a perfect product of the Hayes family. Your character and temper are an exact match for them," Ferris finally hissed, his thin lips curling into a cruel, mocking sneer.

Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, my mother quickly stepped in front of me again. "Don't you dare look at Selena like that. I know she's timid and soft-spoken, but don't think for a second you can force her to take the fall for your mistakes..."

"Don't worry, Lucille. I would never force someone to take the blame for me, nor would I ever deny my own actions just for a quick payout. I'm not a pathological liar, unlike some people in this room!" Ferris cut her off coldly, his voice dripping with venom. "I'll draw up the divorce papers immediately. You'll get every single penny you're entitled to!"