The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 591

"She has two, actually. Both of them are currently chasing her. Her mother and I can't even choose between them because they're both so outstanding," Silas nodded emphatically. "She's already having a hard time caught between the two of them. Ferris, you really should just pick Sabrina."

Silas was dead set on matching Ferris with Sabrina. He had already tied one end of Cupid's bow to Sabrina, and now he was doing everything in his power to shoot the arrow straight at Ferris.

"So they're only in the pursuit stage. That means she hasn't actually settled on a boyfriend yet? So, I still have a chance, right?" The frown that had just formed on Ferris's face vanished the moment he heard Silas's words.

His smiling eyes swept past my face and landed squarely on Silas.

Well, so much for Silas playing matchmaker.

At this point, I didn't just think Ferris was drunk; I thought he was completely wasted, drinking himself into a state of sheer stupidity.

Even a drunkard wouldn't spout this kind of absurd nonsense!

Or maybe I was the one who was drunk, because the world suddenly felt entirely upside down. It was as if I had experienced a temporary blackout—how on earth could Ferris say he wanted to join the competition to win my heart and become my boyfriend?

The air in the private dining room fell dead silent. Silas stared at Ferris's smiling face in total bewilderment for a long moment. "... When exactly did you fall for our Selena?"

"A long time ago," Ferris replied, his tone growing deep and somewhat haunting.

"You hid that well. I didn't see a single hint of it before," Silas said, his frown deepening.

"Well..." A flicker of emotion flashed in Ferris's eyes, and the usual starry brilliance in his gaze dimmed.

"Dr. Sterling must have had too much to drink. He's spouting this nonsense so convincingly, it's honestly terrifying," I cut in, unable to listen to this any longer.