The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 868

It was ridiculously endearing. Swallowing my laughter, I gave him a solemn nod. "It's the truth. Did you just eat a lemon?"

"That doesn't make any sense," he mused, blinking slowly. Then, with lightning speed, he framed my face in his large hands and captured my mouth in a consuming, breath-stealing kiss. "I hate sour things," he murmured against my lips. "You must be mistaken. Let's try that again. Tell me if it's sweet now."

I should have known. The man was a manipulative fox; his 'innocence' was nothing but a calculated ploy to get his hands on me. Trapped in his embrace, I surrendered entirely. Predictably, the distraction caused the food to burn to a crisp. We ended up having to settle for simple oatmeal and sandwiches, but Ferris looked like he was dining at a Michelin-star restaurant.

After breakfast, Ferris dropped me off at the hospital. Despite everyone in the Department of Anesthesiology treating me with kid gloves due to my pregnancy, the sheer volume of cases meant I was still on my feet most of the day. By the end of my shift, my back throbbed and exhaustion weighed heavily on my bones.

As dusk fell and I began packing up my locker, Amber dragged herself into the lounge. She offered me a tired smile. "Selena, tomorrow kicks off the holidays. Any special plans?"

"I'll be spending it at home," I replied warmly. This year, I finally had a real family, a home filled with love. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. "What about you? Spending it with Marcus?"

A bashful, girlish giggle escaped Amber's lips, instantly melting away her exhaustion and replacing it with a radiant glow. "Yes... and no."