The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 469

"Uncle Silas, please stop. Just eat the banana," I pleaded, my anxiety spiking. Leon's intense gaze felt like a physical fire, burning my cheeks until they felt scorching hot. I practically shoved the banana into Uncle Silas's hand, desperate to derail the conversation. "Your IV drip should be done for today, right? Let me check your wrist—"

"I would. I would love to," Leon suddenly blurted out, cutting straight through my frantic deflection.

His abrupt declaration plunged the room into absolute, deafening silence.

My mind completely short-circuited. In that split second, the blood in my veins turned to ice. I froze in place, entirely incapable of even turning my head to look at Leon's face.

I hadn't derailed the topic at all.

It had actually escalated to this catastrophic level of awkwardness.

Leon's eager confirmation didn't make me happy; it just made me want the ground to open up and swallow me whole. My face was burning so intensely I instinctively covered it, ready to turn and sprint out of the room.

But I didn't get far. Uncle Silas snatched my wrist in a vice grip, letting out a booming laugh. "See? I told you! It's always better to lay it all out. Speak your mind directly instead of keeping things bottled up and guessing. I already asked Leon before you got here. He told me his family is setting up blind dates, but nothing is locked in. He doesn't like any of the women they've chosen. He just wants to find someone he truly connects with."

"Uncle Silas, stop it. Dr. Lennox and I are just friends. There's no mutual connection like that, and we're absolutely not a match." Yanked back before I could even make it a foot toward the door, I still refused to look at Leon. I stammered out the explanation, desperately trying to salvage the situation.

"You're just blind to what's right in front of you! As an outsider, I can see it perfectly. You clearly care about Leon, and he clearly cares about you. There's obvious chemistry there! What's the saying? Mutual attraction. Don't waste good time. If you should be dating, then date! I think you two are great together. A match made in heaven." Uncle Silas was practically glowing with excitement. He looked from me to Leon, his eyes sparkling with pure joy.

He didn't even stop there; he immediately slammed the gavel on our relationship. "Alright, Selena. Your dad is still unconscious, and as your uncle, I'm the closest family you've got here. I'm making the executive decision today. You two are officially dating. Leon has met the family now, so it's locked in. Leon, when are you taking Selena home to meet your parents?"

I was completely paralyzed with mortification.

Laying his cards on the table was bad enough, but now he was forcefully declaring us a couple?

She was back?

Her intervention was an absolute godsend. She was actually on my side for once. Finally, a way out of this disaster.

But the moment my eyes landed on the doorway, I froze completely.

Standing right behind Lucille was another tall, imposing figure.

Ferris.

He was staring at me coldly, his expression infinitely darker than the black wool coat he was wearing.