The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 811

"Maxwell's condition isn't great," Ferris replied, his fingers continuing their gentle strokes through my hair.

His gaze remained as gentle as ever. "If Sabrina stays around him, it might agitate him. Selena, you certainly wouldn't want Maxwell's condition to worsen, right?"

Ferris actually admitted it.

And he did so with complete frankness.

There was no attempt to hide anything, which instantly melted away the slight suspicion that had been growing in my mind.

Because his reasoning made perfect sense.

"Right, then we definitely can't let her see him anymore," I agreed with a nod.

Ferris's fingertips continued their rhythmic massage on my scalp as his tone softened even more. "Maxwell woke up today?"

"Yeah, he did." I closed my eyes, entirely savoring the relaxing pressure of his touch.

It felt incredibly soothing.

His scent and his touch completely put me at ease.

Ferris asked, "What did you two talk about?"

"Nothing at all." Just thinking about it frustrated me, and I opened my eyes to look at him. "Maxwell completely forgot who I am. Not only did he not recognize me, but he actually told me to get the hell out."

"Did he?" Ferris sounded surprised, but the expression on his face looked distinctly like relief.

It made me wonder—why did he look like that? It was almost as if he was happy to hear that Maxwell had forgotten me.

But Ferris quickly smoothed his features back into a calm smile. "Maxwell slept for that long, and his temper actually got worse? The moment he opens his eyes, he scolds my wife? And he dares to tell you to get out?"

He raised an eyebrow with a smirk, carrying a hint of mock threat but clearly joking. "I'll go to the care center tomorrow and ask him where he got the nerve to treat my Selena like that. I'm just an underling at home, so what gives him the right to yell at my boss?"

His words immediately pulled a laugh out of me. "What are you talking about?"