The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 880

I wanted to reason with Ferris, but all the color suddenly drained from his face. He clutched his stomach, his dark brows knitting together as his expression twisted in agony. "Honey..."

His voice was hoarse and low, as if he were trying desperately to suppress the pain but failing miserably.

A wave of panic gripped my chest. I immediately let go of Sabrina and grabbed his arm, my voice laced with urgency. "Ferris, what's wrong?"

"My... my stomach hurts." He looked even worse now.

Without a second thought, I supported his weight and led him out. "If your stomach hurts, we need to get you to Internal Medicine."

Behind us, Sabrina called out. "Selena, you haven't eaten..."

"I'm not eating!" I didn't even look back.

Ferris was in so much pain; I couldn't care less about food. All I wanted was to get him to a doctor and ease his suffering.

Sabrina's voice dropped, sounding incredibly disappointed. "Selena."

I knew she needed my comfort right now, but I simply didn't have the time. As I helped Ferris toward the elevators, I tossed a quick instruction over my shoulder. "Take care of Mom for me."

Sabrina nodded and stayed silent, remaining rooted to the spot as she watched us leave.

"Selena," Ferris murmured weakly. "I... I'm fine. Maybe you should stay and eat with Sabrina. I can go by myself."

"Absolutely not!" I cut him off, practically beside myself with worry.

His voice sounded so fragile, and a thin sheen of sweat dotted his forehead. He looked paler by the second. How could he possibly be fine?