The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 792

"Interrogating me?" I froze, my brain struggling to catch up. "Interrogating me about what?"

"The other night, when you wanted to cheat?" Ferris arched a sharp brow.

Panic spiked in my chest.

Wasn't that already in the past?

When we were watching the security footage earlier, he hadn't brought it up once. I assumed he didn't care or that it was water under the bridge.

I had severely underestimated how much this man held a grudge.

He had purposely kept quiet in the car and held his tongue when we got to the apartment, waiting for the perfect, vulnerable moment to spring it on me.

I was completely caught off guard.

"I... I was drunk. I didn't even know what I was doing," I stammered, my explanation tumbling out in a panicked mess.

I genuinely had no memory of my actions. Claiming I wanted to step out on him was just a stupid, drunken ramble. How could he take something like that seriously?

A person is judged by their actions, not their passing thoughts. If we judged every fleeting thought, there wouldn't be a single innocent soul left on earth.

"So, what if the man standing next to you that night hadn't been me? What if it had been someone else?" Ferris countered smoothly, firing off another question.

He had been the one beside me, but I hadn't recognized him. In my absolute fury, I had tried to use a random stranger to get back at him.

In a way, my actions had crossed a line.

Because in that moment, staring right at my husband, I had mistaken him for a massage boy and tried to follow through with it.

Actions over thoughts.

And based on my actions, I was completely in the wrong.

For a second, I didn't even know how to defend myself. "I... I..."

"Hmm?" Ferris's brow lifted higher, his expression darkening into something serious.

Dangerous, even.