The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 922

As long as he was by my side, that was enough.

I hugged him, closing my eyes to soak in this moment of perfect peace.

But as I held him, a sudden realization hit me. I immediately opened my eyes and pushed his hand away. "Stop hugging me, Lewis is still here."

"He didn't want to be a third wheel. He left ages ago," Ferris chuckled.

I turned toward the door. Sure enough, Lewis was nowhere to be seen, and the hospital room door was shut tight. Lewis was incredibly thoughtful and tactful.

Just then, Ferris grasped my hand again. "Selena, they're setting off fireworks outside."

Yes, fireworks were illuminating the sky outside the window again.

Even though it wasn't the stroke of midnight for the New Year, they were just as dazzling, beautiful, and festive.

I squeezed his hand back, leaning against him. We quietly watched the display in the serene silence of the room as I wrapped my arms around him.

"Happy New Year," we both said in unison.

We both paused, then exchanged a knowing smile.

In this stark white hospital room, there was no lavish reunion feast, no festive decorations, and none of the usual holiday bustle. Yet, it was the happiest New Year we had shared since getting married.

I was completely satisfied.

"When did you wake up? Why hasn't a nurse come to check on you?" I asked after the fireworks faded.

Ferris laughed. "They already came by. They also told me that my brilliant wife was the one who performed my craniotomy."

"It was me. It was an absolute emergency, and most of the staff were out of the city for the holiday. Dr. Nash was still on a flight rushing here, so I had to take the risk," I quickly explained, still feeling a lingering unease. "But my skills aren't perfect. I don't know if I missed something."