The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 649

Ferris was talking about the two questions I had desperately asked him that morning.

I whipped around and stared at him intently. "You're actually going to tell me?"

Technically, I had asked him those questions last night. He refused to answer then, and this morning he had hijacked me into his car, demanding I eat his homemade breakfast or he would keep his mouth shut.

I refused the food, never got the answers, and practically threw myself out of his vehicle to escape.

And now, I was terrified he was just using the same bait to trap me again.

"Ten days before our divorce application expired, I found out who you really are." Surprisingly, Ferris didn't play any games this time. He just dropped the bomb. "You aren't a Hayes, and Lucille isn't your real mother..."

"Stop." My hands moved faster than my brain, slapping firmly over his mouth to shut him up.

This time, I was the one rushing him into the car.

He didn't even need to ask twice. I practically threw myself into the passenger seat. "Get in."

"Alright." The corners of Ferris's lips twitched upward, a faint, victorious gleam lighting up his dark eyes.

He looked amused by my panic, but mostly, he looked incredibly smug that his bait had worked flawlessly.

Regardless, he had won. I was sitting in his car.

And this time, I had done it completely voluntarily.

Because the sheer weight of what he just said had completely shattered my reality.