Chapter 570

This man had germaphobia, but he was always hugging or holding hands with me. I didn't have time to react or pull my hand away, because the person in the ward caught my attention. It wasn't Brandon. The man lying in bed saw me too and his brows shot up in surprise. Then, he turned to Harlan and scolded, "Why did you bring her here?" Harlan pulled me over to the sofa and sat down. "I'm taking her to watch the tournament, and we stopped by to see how you're recovering." Larry's face was ashen and ghastly. Harlan's words were like salt rubbed into his wounds. To make matters worse, an ugly one at that. I remembered the part of Larry's body that was injured, and it was... embarrassing. "Harlan, if you're not going to help me get revenge, that's fine. But you brought this woman here to torment me. What do you mean?" Larry was furious. "Nothing." Harlan raised the hand he was holding mine with. "I'm informing you. She's mine now, so don't touch her." Larry sneered. "Was all that I