The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 768

"You aren't at the back exit. Where are you?"

"Selena, do not make me lose my mind."

I let out a long, exasperated sigh as I read through the texts. Was this really Ferris? He was acting like a paranoid teenager.

I didn't want him tearing the hospital apart, so I quickly typed a reply. "I didn't leave. I'm in Tiffany's room keeping her company. I'll be back in a second. Wait for me, I need to talk to you."

The typing indicator vanished from the screen, signaling that he had finally backed off the ledge.

I closed out of the messages and accidentally tapped open my calendar app. The date on the screen made me pause.

Today was the last day of the year.

Time had flown by in a blur. Tomorrow was New Year's Day.

With a new year arriving, I wondered if it would bring a fresh start for us.

On the bed, Tiffany's breathing had deepened into a steady rhythm. Satisfied she was fully asleep, I stood up and slipped quietly out the door.

But the second the latch clicked shut, before I could even pivot, I was swallowed up in a powerful embrace.

A firm hand pressed into the small of my back, pulling me flush against a solid chest. The crisp, intoxicating scent of cedarwood enveloped me, and Ferris's voice murmured directly against my ear. "Why did you come down here alone?"

It wasn't his usual teasing tone.

It was laced with pure, unfiltered anxiety.

I tipped my head back to look at him. His dark brows were pulled tight, his deep eyes swirling with worry and a sharp edge of accusation. "Are you forgetting she's Theodore's daughter? She and Caspian are half-siblings, and they've been thick as thieves their entire lives."