The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 806

"Alright, I understand. Thank you," I nodded.

It was exactly the outcome I had anticipated.

I stood at the doorway and looked at Maxwell through the glass. He was lying quietly now, but his brows remained tightly knit, as if he was grappling with an unsolvable nightmare.

I eventually left the Greenwood Care Center and took a cab back to my apartment. It wasn't until I reached my front door that I realized my keys weren't in my bag.

Thinking back, they were probably left on the sofa at Eden Gardens. When Ferris had pulled me inside the night before, he had carelessly tossed my bag onto the couch, spilling some of its contents.

I hailed another cab and headed straight to Eden Gardens.

As I punched in the passcode, I noticed there was movement inside—someone was in the house.

Who could it be? Had Ferris returned from the airport so quickly?

I tentatively called out, "Ferris?"

"Ferris, is that you? How is your wound healing? Why was Selena discharged from the hospital so early? I only found out when I went to drop off soup today. Why did she..." A brisk set of footsteps emerged from the kitchen, accompanied by Vivian's voice.

By the time my brain registered that I should back out the door, it was already too late.

Vivian appeared in the living room, our eyes locking in a spectacularly awkward stare. "Selena?"

Vivian clearly hadn't expected me to be the one standing at the door, and I certainly hadn't expected her to be here either.

And she had just mentioned me, saying she went out of her way to bring me soup today.

Vivian actually making me soup?

That was a genuine, unbelievable shock.

For a moment, we both stood frozen in the living room, the air thick, quiet, and suffocating.

After a long beat, I took the initiative and softly greeted, "Mrs. Sterling."