The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 720

The quiet hospital room instantly descended into chaos.

Vivian was practically frothing at the mouth, immediately pointing her finger at my face. "What did you promise me? Selena, you explicitly told me you wanted this divorce more than anyone! You promised you'd never entangle yourself with Ferris again! You promised a clean break from him and the Sterling family!"

"And what happened? You two-faced hypocrite! Playing the saint in front of me while secretly luring Ferris in to risk his life for you time and time again!"

"He doesn't even act like my obedient son anymore! You're a toxic curse! What kind of twisted mind games are you playing at? I've played the game my whole life, yet I let a little amateur like you play me for a fool!"

Vivian was beyond furious. For someone who usually obsessed over her flawless high-society image, she was currently screaming so hard that spit flew right into my face.

Normally, having Vivian point her perfectly manicured finger in my face while screaming such vicious insults would have ignited my temper, and I would have argued back flawlessly.

I would have fiercely stated that I wasn't playing any games, that my desire for a divorce and a clean break from Ferris and his family was completely genuine.

I would have made it abundantly clear that I had never clung to Ferris—he was the one relentlessly ambushing me, sobbing and begging for forgiveness, pleading for one last chance to make things right.

I would have demanded she put her son on a leash, told him to drop the pathetic stunts, and ordered him to meet me at The Registry Office today to finalize the paperwork.

But the words died in my throat.

Because guilt was suffocating me.

And because Ferris was lying motionless in that bed right now.