The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 458

I wanted to call Ferris to demand answers.

But the phone rang and rang, and no one answered.

After the automated voicemail prompt, I put my phone down and abandoned the idea of calling a second time.

I was being ridiculous. Ferris was with his precious darling right now. The two of them were definitely tangled up in a passionate embrace; why would he waste his time and energy on me?

Whatever, it wasn't worth the headache. No matter when that transfer agreement was signed, or how the property deed was processed behind my back, all I had to do was show up at the property bureau tomorrow morning as promised and reverse the transfer. Returning all of this to the Sterlings meant I would finally have my peace.

I set my phone aside, took a hot bath, and went to bed.

I bolted awake the next morning, the sky outside the window already turning a hazy grey-blue. I habitually reached for my phone on the nightstand, only to grab a handful of air.

It was then I remembered I had left my phone out in the living room last night.

Without even knowing what time it was, I scrambled out of bed to get ready. Just as I walked out of the bedroom, my phone started ringing from the living room.

It was Vivian. "The car is waiting downstairs. Hurry up."

"Okay." Thankfully, I hadn't wasted any time. I hurried downstairs and, sure enough, spotted Vivian's Black Escalade idling out front.

I got in, and the car pulled away immediately. Vivian leaned back against the seat with her eyes closed, seemingly refusing to speak a single word to me.

I didn't push it. I quietly unlocked my phone, only to discover I actually had a few missed calls and messages from last night.

There was a text from Leon: "Dr. Hayes, you made it home safe, right?"

The missed calls were from Ferris. I figured he must have finally finished being intimate with Zoey and eventually noticed my missed call.

Besides the cursing, she was also relentlessly bitching at me. She blasted me for signing The Marital Dissolution Agreement without consulting her, screaming that I was insane for walking away with nothing and giving zero consideration to our family...

I didn't even bother translating the last two voice notes. I knew exactly the kind of venom Lucille was spitting.

The moment I signed The Marital Dissolution Agreement, I had predicted this exact reaction. I knew I wouldn't escape her relentless whining and accusations. Once everything was finalized, it would be over. None of her complaints could change the outcome anyway.

I locked my phone. About forty minutes later, the car pulled up in front of Capital National Bank.

Mr. Mercer rushed out to greet us. "Mrs. Sterling."

Vivian and I stepped out and were ushered into a VIP lounge. Vivian gave a brief rundown of the situation and laid out her demand. "Can we wire the millions of dollars out of her account and directly into mine?"

"Sorry to interrupt, Mrs. Sterling. Are you saying you want this money wired into your account?" I frowned the second I heard her demand. "I refuse."