No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 574

"Is he not a germaphobe?" I mused, puzzled by his constant embraces and hand-holding.

Before I could pull away or protest, the sight that greeted me inside the hospital room stopped me dead in my tracks.

It wasn't Ernest.

The man in the bed caught sight of me and immediately furrowed his brows, then snapped at Henrik, "Why did you bring her here?"

Henrik, still holding my hand, led me to a couch, "Thought we'd check in on you after the game... see how you're healing up."

Brown's face turned a sickly shade of pale, Henrik's words clearly striking a nerve.

And not just any nerve. An embarrassing one.

The thought of Brown's injury made me cringe—it was honestly mortifying.

"Instead of seeking revenge for me, you bring this woman to disgust me? What are you trying to do?" Brown was visibly irritated.

"Just letting you know," Henrik lifted our intertwined hands, "she's with me now, hands off."

"Huh," Brown scoffed, "So I just take the loss?"

"Your loss has nothing to do with her. You started it, and besides... it wasn't her who hit you," Henrik revealed, making his purpose for bringing me here crystal clear.

"It all started because of her," Brown's resentment towards me was palpable.

"You're the one who involved her," Henrik shot back, silencing him.

Brown pursed his lips, his blue eyes glaring at me, "She asked for it, getting involved in Jefferson's mess."

Everything had a cause and effect, and my only mistake was showing concern for Jefferson, which somehow dragged me into this mess.

The thought crossed my mind that maybe Conrad had orchestrated my involvement, but I quickly dismissed it. If he wanted to harm me, he wouldn't have warned me or rescued me from Henrik's estate.