The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 907

I had never seen Ferris like this.

He was always so brilliantly composed, a formidable yet gentle force capable of shielding me from the entire world.

No matter the time or circumstance, as long as he was by my side, I felt entirely safe. I had never imagined a day would come when he would fall, much less find himself teetering on the precipice of death.

He lay entirely motionless on the operating table. His skin was unnervingly sallow, and his lips were drained of all color. His thick eyelashes rested against his cheeks like the delicate wings of a dragonfly—fragile, pale, and completely vulnerable.

It shattered my heart.

A visceral ache radiated through my chest.

"Dr. Hayes, don't worry. I'm right here with you," Leon's gentle, earnest voice sounded from just behind my right shoulder.

I knew he was comforting me, bolstering my courage so the sheer panic wouldn't swallow me whole.

"Exactly. We're all right here with you, Selena. We're going to get through this together," Amber chimed in.

I glanced over and saw the Head Nurse giving me a reassuring nod.

The suffocating terror in my heart was slowly neutralized by their unwavering support. I took a deep breath, and a sudden surge of bravery flooded my veins.

Ferris had always been my anchor. He had relentlessly protected me. Now, it was my turn to be his anchor. It was my turn to save him.

This was my chance.

"Thank you, everyone," I said with a firm nod. I turned my focus back to Ferris's pale face, forcefully centering my chaotic mind. "Let's begin."

The surgery commenced flawlessly. Once Ferris was fully anesthetized, it was my time to step in. I grasped the scalpel, pouring absolute concentration into every movement.