The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 480

Everything felt so completely surreal.

The hazy, dim lighting, the silent, still air, Ferris's voice laced with insecurity and fragility, and the way he held me impossibly tight, as if terrified of losing me.

It all felt so unreal.

Yet, the scorching heat radiating from his body through our thin clothing, and the steady, powerful thrum of his heartbeat pressing against my back, proved beyond a doubt that this was actually happening.

Ferris was right behind me, holding me tight.

But how could he possibly be begging me not to leave, sounding so fragile and utterly helpless?

This wasn't Ferris. He never acted like this. In public, he was the untouchable, elite chief surgeon; in private, the only person he ever showed this level of gentle, unconditional devotion to was the woman he held in the palm of his hand, Zoey.

If Ferris was going to beg someone not to leave, that person could only be Zoey.

It could never be me.

He was mistaking me for Zoey again. He was holding me, but he was thinking of Zoey, and the 'honey' he was calling out for was Zoey.

Just a few days ago, he had held me and called me 'good girl', and now he was pulling the exact same stunt.

An unspeakable wave of fury surged within me. I struggled violently, desperate to wrench myself from Ferris's grasp.

If he was thinking about Zoey, he should go find her! Why the hell was he holding me and calling her name?

It wasn't exactly rare for Ferris to spend the night out. He had already bought a love nest for that young woman, so it wasn't like he lacked the opportunity. Why did he insist on pulling this kind of sick joke?

"Don't move, honey." Ferris's dark brows knitted together. He locked his arms around my shoulders and waist, pulling me even tighter against him. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, his hot, damp breath washing over my skin. The trace of tears in his voice grew heavier. "Why did you change? You were lying to me all along, weren't you? You promised you only loved me..."

"Ferris, wake the hell up!" Pushed past the brink of my patience, I finally exploded. I shoved his head away from my neck with all my might and snapped sharply, "Open your damn eyes and look! Who exactly is your wife?"

After all, when he was holding me, his mind had been entirely focused on Zoey.

I propped myself up on my elbows, doing everything in my power to put distance between us. I stared into those dark, silent eyes in the gloom and asked coldly, "Awake now? Ferris, did you get your heart broken?"

I suspected the young woman had gotten into a fight with him and thrown a tantrum. Otherwise, why would a man who practically made it a habit to never come home suddenly show up and hold me in his sleep?

Those dark eyes stared at me without blinking. Ferris completely ignored my question.

I couldn't help but let out a harsh scoff. "What, your little girl doesn't want you anymore, so you..."

"Selena." Before I could even finish my sentence, Ferris suddenly spoke.

His profound, quiet eyes continued to stare directly at me, unblinking, as he slowly enunciated a single sentence: "My wife's name is Selena."