The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 607

Leon wasn't letting it go. "If you're not here to talk about that, then what do you want?"

Ferris abruptly fell silent. The air grew perfectly still for a heavy second.

I saw right through it. Ferris absolutely wanted to talk about Zoey, but with Officer West standing right there, he couldn't state his true intentions out loud. He would just spin some pathetic excuse to cover his tracks.

Leon had ruthlessly ripped the mask off his agenda, leaving him speechless.

Leon and Ferris stood locked in a tense standoff, neither willing to yield an inch.

Caspian seized the opportunity to pull me down the steps. "You must be starving, Selena. Let's go grab some food."

"Okay." Leon had already said everything I wanted to say. I had zero desire to waste my breath on Ferris, so I followed Caspian down the stairs.

But before I could even descend two steps, fingers clamped around my wrist like a vice.

Ferris's low, haunting voice brushed against my ear. "Selena, don't leave yet. I really need to talk to you about something important."

Calling me by my first name—that was getting entirely too intimate.

His desperate tone made it blindingly obvious how frantic he was to fix Zoey's mess.

"Let her go, Dr. Sterling. Selena isn't going to agree to your demands. We're at a police station—watch yourself," Caspian warned, his tone turning ice-cold.