The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 693

I didn't know what truth he was talking about, but I unconsciously held my breath, staring at him without blinking.

Ferris's Adam's apple bobbed. When he finally spoke again, his voice was utterly parched. "I found out that when your father took that knife for me... it was all premeditated."

"What?" I was completely blindsided. I never expected that to be the truth he was referring to.

Maxwell had collapsed after taking a knife meant for Ferris. The blade had struck his head.

After the emergency surgery, Maxwell had a brief period of lucidity. It was during that window that he used his life-saving act as a bargaining chip, demanding that Ferris marry me.

But soon after, his mental state rapidly deteriorated. Eventually, he slipped into a vegetative state, where he remained to this day.

Now Ferris was telling me that everything Maxwell went through was planned out in advance? That it was intentional?

I couldn't accept it. "Are you sure? Do you have solid proof?"

"Maxwell's secretary at the time—who was also his mistress—provided audio recordings. There was also a written plan he drafted. It was handwritten, and I verified that the handwriting belonged to Maxwell," Ferris said softly.

It felt as if an invisible hand was choking me. I couldn't make a sound.

I knew about Maxwell's secretary. Her name was Adele. Lucille had assaulted her back then, and she had subsequently fled Port Capital, never to be seen again.