The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 368

The sheer exhaustion hit me the second I saw her.

She was definitely here about the divorce.

Sure enough, the moment she walked in, she spotted the paperwork on the coffee table. She snatched it up, scanning the pages. "I was worried Ferris would drag his feet, but he was surprisingly quick this time. Selena, you're the one who demanded this divorce, so why haven't you signed it yet?"

Thank god she didn't run into Lucille on the way up. I let out a breath of relief.

I steadied myself, ready to reply, but Vivian's brows slammed together. She slammed the papers down onto the table with a sharp smack and glared at me. "Selena, you scheming little bitch. You claimed you didn't want any money, but you're demanding a fortune in real estate and cash from Ferris!"

It was almost funny.

So she rushed over to Eden Gardens not just to make sure the divorce was moving forward, but because she was paranoid I would blackmail Ferris for half his empire.

But she was so blinded by rage that she only read the asset division section before blowing up at me.

She hadn't bothered to read the suffocating penalty clauses at the end, and she completely missed the fact that Ferris had drafted this document, not me.

"Mrs. Sterling, maybe you should put your glasses on and look a little closer. I'm not the greedy one here," I suggested politely.

Before I could tell her to flip to the last page, my phone buzzed. I glanced down. It was Leon.

From last night to this very second, I had been physically and emotionally bleeding out. Seeing Leon's name flash on the screen was like a sudden ray of sunlight piercing through a storm. I could almost picture his warm, slightly chubby, smiling face on the other end, and for a split second, the vice grip on my heart loosened.

Instead of answering, I sent him a quick text. "Leon, is it an emergency?"

"Yes. Massive emergency. Top priority," he replied instantly.

Top priority.

I walked right past her with a blank expression, but she grabbed my wrist. "This agreement is invalid! We are rewriting it!"

"What a coincidence. I completely agree. Please do me a favor and tell Ferris this agreement is trash, which is why I won't sign it." I smiled calmly, radiating complete indifference.

Vivian froze, completely caught off guard. "You haven't signed it?"

I didn't bother answering. I yanked my wrist out of her grip, walked straight into the walk-in closet, and changed my clothes to meet Leon.

One thing was certain: Leon was a true friend. We had bonded by fire. If he had an emergency, I was going to drop everything and help him.

In reality, leaving wasn't just about helping him—it was about saving myself.

This penthouse was suffocating. I couldn't spend another second inside these walls. I needed to get out, if only to finally breathe.