The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 627

She hung up just like that.

I looked at my phone, staying silent. Just then, traffic cleared up, and we passed the congested stretch, finally arriving at Eden Gardens.

Stepping out of the car, stripped of the heater's warmth, the bitter winter chill hit me instantly. Standing before the towering gates of Eden Gardens, a wave of profound emotion washed over me.

This was the place I moved into after marrying Ferris. I spent three years of my life here.

With its prime location and extravagant interior design, it was a luxurious mansion I likely would never have had the chance to even view if I hadn't married him.

Ferris had once intended to give this property to me, even finalizing the transfer of ownership behind my back, only for me to firmly reject it and return the title.

And now, this would likely be my final visit to Eden Gardens. After today, I probably would never set foot here again.

Pulling my scarf tighter around my neck, I strode inside.

Ferris really wasn't here.

The windows of the residence at Eden Gardens were pitch black.

I felt entirely relieved.

Nothing had changed. When I entered the passcode and the lights clicked on, I realized the house looked exactly the same as the day I left.

The blanket folded on the sofa was precisely where I had left it. The water level in the pitcher on the coffee table was exactly where it was after my last drink. I swiped my finger across the glass table and found a thin layer of dust.

I couldn't help but wonder—had Ferris really not stayed at Eden Gardens at all recently?

Twenty days had passed since we filed for divorce, and I had moved out almost immediately. Had he truly not spent a single night here?