The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 657

As dinner wrapped up, she hurried into the guest room to prepare the bed.

Ferris had genuinely drank too much tonight. As I supported his weight toward the guest room, the heavy stench of alcohol wafting off him made me scrunch my nose in disgust.

He was never a heavy drinker, yet he had downed an insane amount tonight. I had never seen him act this fond of his mother-in-law before. With how happily they were chatting, anyone would think they were biological mother and son.

Once inside the room, I couldn't help but shake my head. Even though they weren't blood relatives, Lucille clearly pampered him to a ridiculous degree.

The bedsheets and duvet covers were brand new—an expensive set she had bought ages ago but never brought herself to use.

"Selena, remember to leave a glass of warm water on his nightstand. People get horribly thirsty after drinking. Make sure you take good care of him," Lucille instructed me all the way to the very end.

The title had completely stuck; she was back to calling him her son-in-law.

I frowned at her, only to hear Silas chiming in from the hallway. "Exactly, take good care of our son-in-law! He's our VIP!"

Silas was calling him that too?

This time, I couldn't hide my shock. "Why are you calling him that?"

"Why shouldn't I? He's going to officially join our family eventually anyway! He's my nephew-in-law. What's wrong with getting a head start? Ferris doesn't have an issue with it, so why are you picking a fight?" Silas fired back self-righteously.

So that was his logic...

I quietly walked away, choosing to drop it.

He was right. I wasn't the only daughter in this house, and I wasn't Silas's only niece. If he wanted to call Ferris his son-in-law, fine. It had absolutely nothing to do with me anyway.

Lucille had quite a bit to drink tonight as well. Her tolerance was low, so she dumped Ferris entirely on me and stumbled off to wash up.