The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 757

The demand was so sudden that my brain short-circuited. My cheeks burned furiously, and the words entirely caught in my throat.

I murmured, my voice barely a whisper, "We're about to get divorced..."

"Divorced?" The desire in Ferris's eyes instantly transformed into a predatory intensity. His arms locked around me like steel bands, his overwhelming presence caging me in completely.

He crushed his lips against mine again.

My lips were genuinely starting to ache. I frantically pushed my hand against his mouth, entirely flustered and burning with shyness. "Okay, we won't get divorced!"

"Call me your husband." He was relentless.

And this time, the demand carried a dominant, unquestionable authority.

My face was scorching hot. I buried my face against his chest and whispered, "Husband."

Ferris's lips descended once more, shifting seamlessly from fiercely dominant to agonizingly tender. He kissed me with painstaking care, occasionally murmuring affectionately against my lips, "Wife."

Without even realizing it, I began softly humming in response. "Mhm."

My lips were truly stinging now, but leaning against Ferris's chest, I felt completely grounded and infinitely safe.

He finally lifted the glass of water to my lips, and I kept my eyes closed as I took a few sips. The temperature was absolutely perfect. It was just plain water, but it tasted sweeter than anything I had ever drank.

Just like right now—I felt deeply, fundamentally happy. The sweetness radiated from the very core of my heart.

The room remained quiet for a long while before I finally gathered the courage to speak. "Was Caspian arrested?"