The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 402

I was satisfied with the terms Vivian presented. Without any financial entanglements or ridiculous demands, I could sign it without hesitation.

But my only worry was whether it would hold up.

After all, Ferris refused to let me interfere with his precious favorite or their future. I genuinely feared he might refuse to sign it out of spite or some twisted sense of control.

"You don't need to worry about that. I will handle it," Vivian said, her voice turning icy as her brows furrowed in annoyance. "Just leave your fingerprint."

I didn't know what methods she planned to use on Ferris, but seeing her so confident put my mind at ease. If she said I didn't need to worry, then I wouldn't.

I pressed my thumbprint firmly onto the paper.

Vivian snatched the document back, carefully inspecting my signature and print before giving a satisfied nod. She began packing her things, her sharp eyes fixing on mine. "Even though you've signed this, you must keep it a secret. Do not mention a word of this to Ferris."

It seemed she had a very specific plan in motion and needed to use her own tactics to get him to sign.

I didn't care about the details. I only cared about the result, and I was more than willing to cooperate.

I nodded. "Alright."

"Also, though it's not in the agreement, I'm not a completely heartless person," Vivian added, seemingly pleased by my obedience. "Your father did save Ferris's life once. The Sterling family will continue to cover his medical expenses."

I looked up in genuine surprise.

Her past tantrums at the Sterling Estate, which had driven Vivian mad, were simply attempts to secure a better divorce settlement for the Hayes family.

Now that the deal was done, throwing a fit would yield nothing, so she naturally wouldn't bother.

As for whether negative rumors about the Sterlings would spread after my divorce, I figured that had little to do with me or my family.

Walking away without a dime would definitely shock Lucille, and she would undoubtedly curse Ferris and his family to hell and back. But she would only do it behind closed doors with me, not out in public.

If the Sterlings ended up in the tabloids later, it wouldn't be our fault. What if their own scandalous behavior sparked the outrage? They couldn't pin their own sins on me.