The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 739

"But I didn't take your key, Selena. Yesterday morning, after you took Ferris to the hospital and the police finished checking the scene, I came back. The police hadn't locked the door, so I stayed behind to clean up the place for you. I even cooked you a meal, just waiting for you to come home and eat," she explained, her smile growing even more sycophantic.

It just made my skin crawl.

Someone who was usually so domineering suddenly trying to butter me up felt incredibly unnatural.

And the fact that she actually cooked for me and waited for me to come home?

That was a first in history.

Instead of being moved, a wave of restless irritation churned in my chest.

She had always treated me poorly, so why the sudden shift?

Was she genuinely trying to fix our relationship, or was she just angling for another payout?

Lucille was a shrewd woman. To put it nicely, she knew how to play the game and was highly adaptable. To put it bluntly, she was a snob who chased the money.

If she couldn't get something out of me, there was no way she'd be acting this eager to please.

"Thanks for cleaning up. I appreciate the effort. You should go home and rest now." I pushed down the rising annoyance, forcing my voice to stay calm.

But it was as if she didn't hear me at all. Her eager smile never wavered. "It's fine, it was no trouble at all. I'm not tired. The food is already done, I just need to finish the soup. Go wash your hands, Selena. I'll bring everything out and we can eat."

She actually expected to sit down and have dinner with me.