The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 436

I couldn't comprehend why Ferris was even bothering with this performance.

We had already reached the point of no return. The gloves were off, and our relationship had been dead and buried for a while. He was already planning to introduce Zoey to his family, so why was he acting out this sickeningly sweet romance in front of Lucille?

Claiming he had nothing going on with Zoey? Claiming he didn't want a divorce?

Yeah, right. Tell that to someone who actually cares!

He had literally signed The Marital Dissolution Agreement.

All I wanted to know was when he was going to finalize the paperwork.

I wanted this divorce, and I wanted it now.

But the moment the words left my mouth, a heavy silence fell over the hospital room. Ferris's smile completely froze.

Lucille stared at me in sheer horror. A second later, she lunged forward and grabbed my wrist. "What did you just say?"

"You heard exactly what I said." Lucille was in full panic mode, gripping my wrist so tightly it ached, but I ignored the pain and offered a faint smile. "Besides, if you want to interrogate someone, you should be interrogating your precious son-in-law. The papers are signed, so why is he still putting on an act?"

Lucille seemed to choke on my words. Her eyes darted nervously, refusing to look at Ferris, before she forced another strained laugh. "I don't even need to ask! Ferris obviously just signed it in a moment of anger. Honestly, it's my fault. I misunderstood him earlier and rushed over to pick a fight with Vivian in a fit of rage, which is why things blew up like this. I apologize to both of you. Let's just clear the air today and move past this."

Only then did she finally turn to Ferris. "Ferris, this divorce is between the two of you. As parents, we really shouldn't interfere. If neither of you actually wants this, can't we just tear up the agreement?"

Lucille was absolutely relentless.

She was exhausting every possible option to make sure I stayed latched onto Ferris's wealth.

"It's fine if you signed it, right, Ferris? It hasn't been finalized yet! There's still time to turn things around, isn't there? Let's just sit down, have a good talk, clear up the misunderstandings, and we can—" Lucille scrambled to interrupt.

"She told you I signed it?" Ferris's expression instantly darkened. He muttered the words under his breath, his heavy brows slamming together, before he abruptly turned on his heel and stormed out the door.

"Hey! Ferris! Where are you going?" Lucille called out in a panic.

But Ferris was tall and moved fast. Before Lucille could even reach out to grab his sleeve, he had already vanished down the hallway. The door clicked shut behind his hurried footsteps, leaving only a freezing draft in his wake.

The room finally fell silent.

Lucille stared blankly at the closed door for a moment before her head drooped in defeat. Her shoulders sagged, all the fight draining out of her.