The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 401

I took the water glass directly from Amber's hands and stepped into the elevator, offering her a smile. "I have something urgent to handle downstairs. Thanks for getting the water for me."

"Wait, Dr. Hayes, I promised Leon I'd take good care of you," Amber said anxiously. "You're burning up with a fever. You can't just run off."

I pressed the elevator button before she could stop me and waved. "It's fine, Amber. I promise, as soon as I'm done, I'll come straight back and take my medication. Don't worry. I'll be right back."

The elevator doors closed, cutting off her worried protests.

I watched the numbers tick by and arrived at the second-floor cafe a few minutes later.

By then, Vivian had already called a second time. Her tone was laced with impatience. "Why aren't you here yet? Don't tell me you went looking for Ferris. Let me remind you, finding him won't do you any good. You must sign this Marital Dissolution Agreement today."

"You're overthinking it, Mrs. Sterling," I replied calmly, my eyes locking onto the older woman sitting by the window as I strode toward her. "Even if you tried to stop me today, I would still sign it."

I hung up as I reached the table and took a seat across from her. "I'd like to review the terms first."

Vivian looked slightly surprised before her usual cold, arrogant demeanor returned. She pulled a document from her designer bag, slapped it onto the table in front of me, and tossed a pen on top of it. "Hurry up. Read it and sign."

I didn't care about her attitude. All that mattered to me were the contents of the agreement.

I read through it meticulously, not missing a single detail.

However, the agreement was so simplistic that it took me less than five minutes to finish.

Three years of marriage amounted to nothing. It felt like a long, devastating dream.

I had thought I would feel relieved once the ink dried, but staring at those thin pages, I just felt an overwhelming emptiness.

It was like a massive black hole had opened in my chest, swallowing all my emotions and leaving nothing behind.

Vivian tossed a red ink pad toward me. "Leave your fingerprint."

I opened the pad and pressed my index finger into the ink, looking up at her. "Mrs. Sterling, I just have one question. Will this agreement actually go into effect? Can you guarantee that Ferris will sign it?"

I wanted out. The sooner, the better.