The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 499

"Ferris, you ruined my life! How could you be so ruthless? I hate you! I hate you!"

Her screams tore through the air—furious and completely powerless—before spiraling into absolute, suffocating despair.

Huddled in the corner, I was forced to witness the brutal assault. A freezing gust of wind ripped through the damp warehouse, sending the overhead bulb swinging violently. The swaying light cast erratic, grotesque shadows across Clint and Sierra's faces, fully illuminating Zoey's deathly pale complexion on the floor.

I ducked my head and squeezed my eyes shut, praying for time to accelerate—just to make it end faster.

I desperately hoped that when I opened my eyes again, I would wake up in my own bed, realizing this was all just a horrific nightmare.

I refused to open my eyes, terrified of meeting Zoey's devastated, vengeful stare. But keeping my legs curled for so long had left them entirely numb. Shifting slightly to relieve the cramp, my foot knocked into something solid.

My eyes snapped open, and the moment I recognized the object, a jolt of sheer euphoria shot through me.

It was my phone.

Clint had tossed it carelessly aside after calling Ferris, too distracted by tormenting Zoey with Sierra. Somehow, it had been kicked straight over to me.

Ignoring the agonizing pins and needles shooting up my legs, I quickly checked the other side of the room. While they were too busy to notice, I strained every muscle I had, dragging the phone behind my back. Twisting my numb, bound fingers, I managed to open my messaging app.

Pinned right at the top was Caspian Cross's name.

His sudden confession had thrown me completely off balance, scrambling my thoughts, so I had muted his notifications.

But seeing his chat window now, a massive lump formed in my throat, and hot tears pricked my eyes. It felt like spotting a lifeline.