The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 712

The knocking wasn't urgent, but it completely shattered my sleep.

Frustrated, I sat up with a heavy frown. My entire body felt like lead, leaving me with zero energy to go open the door.

Right then, the phone by my pillow buzzed.

Forcing my eyes open to a slit, I glanced at the screen, and my frown deepened.

It was Lucille again.

But this time, she hadn't called. She left a voice message: "Selena, I brought you some meat pies. It seems you're not home, so I'll leave them by your door. Remember to grab them when you get back."

"I packed them in a thermos, so they're still warm. If you get back soon, you can eat them fresh. But if you're late, don't eat them cold. It's freezing out, and I don't want them upsetting your stomach. Make sure you heat them up in a pan first."

So it was Lucille knocking. She had gone out of her way to deliver the food.

I closed my eyes and lay back down.

I didn't want to see her, and I definitely didn't want to open the door.

She would leave eventually, so there was no need for me to respond.

Sure enough, the knocking stopped, but my phone chimed again.

"What happened last time was my fault, but I truly didn't do it just because Ferris gave me that bag. I genuinely believe your connection isn't over. Ferris cares about you deeply, and I know you still hold him in your heart. I just can't bear to see you two apart."

This time, her tone was even more cautious, bordering on subservient.

Her words sounded incredibly sincere, but to my ears, they dripped with hypocrisy.

Wasn't it about the money?

If it wasn't about the money, why did she constantly demand I appease Ferris, practically forcing me to milk him for cash over and over again?

Maxwell's Greenwood Care Center fees, Sabrina's tuition—she had never even told me about those expenses, secretly extorting them straight from Ferris.