The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 540

Zoey.

Such an intimate name, yet it rolled off Ferris's tongue so naturally.

He wrapped his precious Zoey in his arms, acting like an impenetrable suit of armor protecting a delicate little princess, showering her with tender protection.

Then he looked at me, tossing around one apology after another.

These weren't genuine apologies. He was only apologizing to shield Zoey. He kept saying her name, making excuses for her behavior.

He said she hadn't been doing well lately, claimed she had misunderstood me, and finally warned me not to hold a grudge and jeopardize her job.

I perfectly understood his unspoken threat: if I dared to hate Zoey for this and tried to retaliate, in twenty days, he wouldn't sign those divorce papers as promised.

It was the same trick all over again, but it was a damn good one, and it never failed.

I clenched my fingers with all my might, desperately trying to suppress the turbulent emotions churning in my chest, forcing my voice to remain steady. "It's understandable. I won't hold this against Dr. Zeller, and it won't affect our work. You have nothing to worry about, Dr. Sterling."

"Good." Ferris's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, the tension noticeably bleeding out of his eyes and lips. "Amber, take Dr. Hayes out of here."

"Right. Come on, Selena, let's move." Amber had been dying to drag me away, and now that she had the chance, she practically sprinted, tugging me by the wrist.

I kept pace with her, half-running. As we fled, I could vividly feel two burning stares searing into my back.

Ferris and Zoey were watching my every move.