The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 457

The exact day before Ferris handed me The Marital Dissolution Agreement.

But my memory was crystal clear. I had never signed this agreement, and I had certainly never gone with Ferris to process the property transfer for Eden Gardens.

How on earth did Eden Gardens end up in my name?

"If Mr. Winston hadn't shown this to me in time, I would've almost fallen for your little act. Selena, I never imagined you could be so devious. No wonder you signed so readily back then—you had already secured exactly what you wanted." Vivian's icy voice rang in my ears again, dripping with absolute disgust.

Mr. Winston was a professional attorney; he naturally wouldn't present a forged property deed and transfer agreement to Vivian.

I even started doubting my own sanity. Why couldn't I remember signing this document at all? I had never even signed a single paper Ferris handed me.

I had no way to defend myself.

Vivian's mockery intensified. "I wondered why Ferris kept stalling, refusing to let Mr. Winston draft the divorce papers. Turns out the roadblock was you. Selena, you really are two-faced. You used that seductive little face of yours to string Ferris along, getting him to hand over houses and cash, didn't you?"

Every single word felt like a brutal slap to the face, one right after another.

My mind immediately flashed back to the scene when Vivian first walked in. Ferris and I had been arguing, and we accidentally tumbled onto the sofa. Vivian had walked in on us and mistakenly assumed we were getting intimate.

No wonder she had been picking me apart, looking at me with such immense revulsion and scorn. She actually thought I was publicly pushing for the divorce while secretly seducing Ferris for a bigger payout.

Even the millions of dollars that had just landed in my account tonight—in her eyes, I had probably sweet-talked Ferris out of that, too.

While I couldn't explain myself, the truth was, I didn't need to. Even though I had zero idea how the property transfer had happened, just like Vivian said, all I had to do was give everything back.

Plus, she clearly promised that we could file for divorce tomorrow.

That was enough. This endless torture was finally coming to an end.

I nodded without a second of hesitation. "Alright. Tomorrow morning."

Vivian seemed utterly done wasting her breath on me. She spun on her heel and marched out, leaving behind nothing but the heavy slam of the door.

I sat on the couch for a long time, racking my brain trying to figure out when I had ever signed a document Ferris gave me.