The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 475

Now, I expected absolutely nothing from Ferris, and equally, I expected nothing from Leon.

If he was getting engaged, I was genuinely happy for him.

But Leon's lips were pressed into a tight line, his dark, peach-blossom eyes churning with emotion. He forced a smile, though it looked incredibly bitter. "Selena, actually..."

"Alright, we're here! Let's go grab some noodles!" Caspian suddenly hit the brakes, enthusiastically herding us out of the car.

I looked out the window and saw we had indeed arrived at Lowery's Noodle Bar.

Caspian was supposed to be the last-minute tag-along, but he acted with the fiery enthusiasm of a host. Throughout the meal, he busied himself grabbing side dishes, eagerly helping me season my bowl, and cracking jokes that almost made me snort noodles out of my nose.

But Caspian's jokes didn't amuse Leon at all. He just looked thoroughly miserable, alternating between complaining that Caspian hadn't grabbed enough side dishes and criticizing him for pouring too much vinegar into my bowl.

Finally, Leon hastily grabbed a napkin and handed it to me, shooting Caspian a glare full of displeasure. "Dr. Cross, you're a doctor. Haven't you ever heard the rule about not talking while eating? Making someone laugh while they're eating can easily cause them to choke. Are you trying to kill Dr. Hayes?"

"My apologies. Have some water to wash it down, Dr. Hayes." Caspian immediately dropped his playful grin and handed me a glass of water, while smoothly swatting away the hand Leon had extended to pat my back.

The air grew heavy with silence once more, the tension between Leon and Caspian subtle yet volatile.

His explanation matched my earlier suspicions, and I waved it off dismissively. "It's no big deal, Dr. Cross. Don't worry about it at all. I'm totally fine."

Lady Sylvia Thorne might have been a bit intense, but Caspian was a friend.

Caspian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He paused for a moment before looking up, his dark, starry eyes locking onto my face with a soft, earnest intensity. "There's one more very important thing."

"What is it?"

"Tiffany really is just my sister. I am completely single. I don't have a girlfriend."