The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 372

Leon's reaction completely caught me off guard.

Faced with Ferris's aggressive interrogation, I assumed Leon would be as flustered as I was, or at least try to explain that we were just two friends grabbing a meal, not on a date.

But to my surprise, Leon didn't offer a single word of explanation. Instead of denying the accusation, he leaned into it, challenging him directly. "Do you have a problem with that, Ferris?"

Even on a sunny winter day, the wind outside was biting. The freezing draft poured through the wide-open door, and despite my coat, I still felt a chill.

But beneath the icy air, the undeniable tension in the room was suffocating.

Leon's broad frame shielded me as he faced off against Ferris in a silent standoff. Gone was the gentle, easygoing man from earlier; he now radiated a fierce, protective edge.

Ferris's expression turned incredibly grim. Up close, I could see the dark, stormy turbulence swirling in his eyes behind his silver-rimmed glasses.

The scent of an impending explosion hung heavy in the air.

Zoey scrambled to break the silence. "No, why would we have a problem? You two look so good together. We're thrilled to see you and Dr. Lennox dating. Ferris is just happy for you."

She tugged at Ferris's sleeve. "Right, Ferris?"

Her voice was as sickly sweet as ever, trembling slightly with feigned anxiety.

It instantly reminded me of the voice I had heard over the phone earlier.

She had sounded just as breathy and trembling then, moaning for him to slow down.

Of course he was angry. Not only was I defying his terms, but he probably thought my actions would somehow jeopardize his precious darling's future.

But I wasn't going to play along. If Vivian had called him, he would know damn well that I hadn't signed the agreement. I wasn't submitting to his absurd demands!

Leon suddenly turned around. Smiling, he took my hand and called me softly, "Look, Selena. Ferris and Dr. Zeller are wishing us well."

He was definitely acting, but I didn't expect him to take it this far. He held my hand tightly, grinning. "We should wish them the best in return."

Forced to look back, I stared at Ferris, whose arm was still firmly hooked with Zoey's. The bitter pain in my chest slithered like a venomous snake, tightening my throat.

Behind his glasses, Ferris's eyes were pitch black, as consuming as an abyss. His expression was so murderous it looked as if I owed him millions of dollars.