The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 895

The out-of-control van slammed directly into Ferris.

It happened so fast. Before the smile could even fade from my face, the disaster had struck.

*Crash!*

I froze in place. It felt as if an invisible force had bolted me to the pavement. I watched in sheer horror as Ferris's body was thrown through the air, landing heavily on the asphalt ten feet away.

I wanted to run. I desperately wanted to sprint to his side and check on him.

But the moment I took a step, I collapsed hard onto the ground. My legs went completely numb, refusing to move.

"Ma'am!" Lewis's voice rang in my ears. He grabbed my arm, frantically trying to pull me up. "Did you hurt your legs? Are you okay? Let me get you inside for a checkup."

"No... no... Ferris," I stammered, ignoring my own condition. I pushed his hands away and pointed toward where Ferris had fallen.

Lewis followed my gaze. His confusion instantly morphed into pure shock. Releasing me, he sprinted toward the scene.

Dragging my unresponsive legs, I scrambled and limped toward him as fast as I could. But for some reason, my feet felt like they were encased in concrete. I couldn't move fast enough.

Before I could even reach Ferris, paramedics rushed out of the hospital and loaded him onto a stretcher.

Someone called the cops, and the police arrived shortly after. The scene was pure chaos, but all I could hear was the frantic, deafening pounding of my own heart.

It wasn't until Amber rushed over and grabbed me that I snapped out of it. "Selena, why are your pants torn? Did you fall? Where are you hurt? Come on, let me get you inside to get checked."