The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 711

But right now, I didn't want to go home.

After Ferris told me the truth, my feelings toward Maxwell, Lucille, and Sabrina had completely changed.

I wasn't sure if it was disgust, hatred, or a twisted mix of both.

Ultimately, I just didn't want to go back and face Lucille.

After half a minute of silence, I answered softly, "No need, you guys eat. I won't be coming back tonight."

"Silly me, you've been so busy, of course you don't have the time to keep running back and forth. How about I pack some up and bring them to the hospital for you? My meat pies turned out exceptionally well this time, absolutely mouthwatering. It would be a shame for you to miss out," Lucille eagerly rattled off on the other end of the line.

"Don't bother, I'm not at the hospital," I cut her off, feeling a pang of discomfort.

"Are you off today then? Why not come home?" Lucille was quick to catch on, easily guessing that I was at my apartment.

"Can't I just not want to? Can't I have a life of my own without having to listen to your every command?" That suffocating wave of annoyance completely took over, and my voice pitched higher.

Lucille seemed startled by my outburst, her tone growing incredibly cautious. "There's no 'must,' Selena. I just missed you and wanted to see you. I'm not blaming you, so please don't be mad..."

"I'm not mad." I finally realized I was losing my temper with her.

I quickly reigned in my emotions, forcing my voice to sound calm and gentle. "I'm just exhausted lately and want to get some solid rest. I don't want to run around. You and Silas enjoy the meat pies."

"That's my oversight. You have been far too busy lately. Get some good rest then." I could practically hear Lucille's massive sigh of relief through the speaker.

I quickly hung up and pulled my scarf tighter as I headed upstairs.