The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 692

That question had been lingering in my mind for a long time.

Ever since the first time Ferris held me and said he couldn't bear to let me go, that doubt had taken root.

Every time he looked at me with that deep affection afterward, the doubt only grew stronger, carving itself deeper into my heart.

I couldn't understand his intentions.

First, I suspected he had an ulterior motive, then I wondered if he was losing his mind, and finally, I just spiraled into endless overthinking.

He appeared so genuine. It didn't seem like he was lying, nor did it seem like he had a hidden agenda.

But if everything he said was true, why did things turn out this way?

If he loved me, why hurt me? Why intentionally cause me pain? During our first year of marriage, we shared such sweet moments. Why did he suddenly turn so cold?

What exactly went wrong along the way?

This question had tormented me for so long. It was only today, at this very moment, that I finally had the courage to ask it out loud.

However, right after I asked, it felt as though all the strength had been drained from my body. Unable to stand any longer, I collapsed to the floor.

My head spun dizzily, as if I were suffocating.

Ferris's voice drifted closer. He crouched down right in front of me, his hands gently gripping my arms, afraid I might fall over.

His tone was low, laced with guilt and anxiety. "Two years ago... do you remember the day my grandmother passed away?"

"Yes," I said, looking up at him.