The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 860

"Let's go, Selena," Ferris said, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I snapped back to reality and followed him out.

As soon as we got into the car, Ferris made a call. Shortly after, he pulled up to a residential area of villas. A young man with dyed blonde hair jogged out to meet us. "Hand it over," he said.

"Goldie, how long will this take?" Ferris asked, handing over Maxwell's phone.

Goldie. The moment Ferris said the name, I almost thought it was an insult. But the young man didn't look offended in the slightest; he responded to it naturally, as if it were his given name.

I kept my thoughts to myself, though I couldn't help but wonder who would use such a strange nickname.

"Why don't you and your wife sit down for a cup of coffee? I should be done by the time you finish," Goldie said with a smile, leading us into his villa.

The interior was incredibly minimalist. It felt less like a home and more like a massive, haphazard workspace. I watched as Goldie pulled two packets of instant coffee from a drawer, mixed them with hot water from a dispenser, and casually handed the mugs to Ferris and me. It was certainly unpretentious.

Goldie immediately got to work. I didn't touch my coffee. Instead, I sat there, my hands tightly clasped in my lap. Ferris reached over and gently covered my hands with his. "Selena, stop overthinking. Maxwell's life isn't in danger."

"But will he wake up?" I asked softly.

Ferris hesitated for a fraction of a second before answering. "I will do everything in my power. Since he was able to wake up before, the chances of him waking up again are very high."

"Will he be able to communicate with me normally?" I pressed.