The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 648

Ferris and his car both materialized out of the shadows like ghosts, nearly giving me a heart attack.

His offer to drive me home was even more shocking.

I instinctively took a step back, eyeing him with extreme suspicion. "Do you even know where I'm going?"

"I know you stood Lucille up for dinner," Ferris replied calmly, unbuckling his seatbelt and pushing the door open. "Silas called me."

"Why the hell would Silas call you?" I asked, thoroughly bewildered.

But a second later, it all made sense.

I didn't even need Ferris to explain.

After that one thank-you dinner, Silas's opinion of Ferris had completely 180'd. He went from thinking Ferris was a rude, arrogant doctor to calling him his best buddy.

Not only that, Silas had practically started campaigning for Ferris to be his nephew-in-law.

When Ferris hinted that he was interested in me, Silas immediately jumped on board, begging me to give the guy a chance.

Even after I firmly rejected the idea, Silas refused to drop it. He spent the entire ride home lecturing me about it, and lately, he had been spamming my phone with typo-ridden texts trying to convince me.

Honestly, I was starting to think Ferris had used some kind of dark magic. How did Silas get so thoroughly brainwashed after one meal? Silas used to be Leon's biggest fan!

Knowing this, it made perfect sense that Silas would secretly call Ferris and invite him to a family dinner. He clearly hadn't given up on playing matchmaker.

But there was zero chance I was showing up to dinner with Ferris. I absolutely refused to give him an opening.

Silas was well-meaning but utterly clueless about the reality of my marriage. It made sense that he fell for Ferris's perfect gentleman act, but I wasn't about to let myself be manipulated again.

"No thanks. I'll get a cab." I looked him dead in the eye, keeping my face completely blank as my fingers tightened around my bag strap.