The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 28

Yes, Ferris humiliated me in front of the entire surgical team.

Because of that one sentence, I was immediately banished to the sidelines for the remainder of the procedure.

Once the surgery ended, before we had even left the scrub room, Dr. Logan dragged me over to face Ferris.

"I apologize for the display, Dr. Sterling," he said smoothly, shooting me a furious glare. "She's a brand-new intern and lacks clinical experience. I hope you can overlook this."

Everyone in the room turned to stare. I felt like an animal in a cage, completely stripped of my dignity.

Ferris, meticulously scrubbing his hands, let the silence stretch for several agonizing seconds before speaking. "The operating room is a battlefield. Every second counts."

"Did you hear that?" Dr. Logan snapped, turning his wrath entirely onto me. "Don't think just because Dr. Yates favors you that you can slack off. A sloppy mistake puts the entire surgical team at risk! You should be on your knees thanking Dr. Sterling for not writing you up. Any other surgeon would have filed for an immediate disciplinary mark."

He practically shouted the entire tirade. He completely chewed me out in front of my peers.

Ferris's words—'wasting our time'—echoed in my head, making me feel utterly nauseous.

I had majored in Neurosurgery in medical school. Everyone else might not have known, but Ferris certainly did. I had been in Anesthesiology for exactly two days. A difficult airway intubation was challenging even for veteran doctors. I had hesitated for a few seconds, and for that, I was being publicly crucified?

We were both interns. Yet, when Zoey was struggling with sutures earlier, Ferris had guided her with endless patience and warmth.

But my minor hesitation earned me threats of disciplinary action.

My heart turned completely numb. I swallowed the bitter reality, the injustice suffocating me.

"Have you gone mute?" Dr. Logan barked. "Apologize to Dr. Sterling right now!"

My pride was entirely shattered. I looked at the pitying eyes around the room, then up at Ferris's perfectly sculpted, unyielding face. A massive lump formed in my throat.

Ferris simply watched me like a detached spectator, perfectly content to let me burn.

What was I even expecting? The woman he fiercely protected was standing right beside him. It was never going to be me.

My chest violently ached, and tears pricked the corners of my eyes. "I apologize for holding up the procedure."

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