Chapter 569

I held my breath. Was Brandon bringing Isabella with him? Were they now inseparable, unable to be apart? Harlan noticed my distraction and smiled slightly. "Sure enough, your eyes told a different story than your words." After saying that, he walked out. I followed him, my throat dry and tight. I was brought here unconscious after being knocked out by Harlan. But now I was sitting in his luxurious car, enjoying the scenery. The landscape imprinted my memory, but their features faded into a blur. When the car stopped, I looked at Harlan, my heart racing. "Why did you bring me to the hospital?" "To see someone," he said, his eyes taking in my tension. "Who?" I asked, my throat tightened. He leaned in closer, his deep eyes looking into mine. "You're so tense. Are you afraid it's gonna be Brandy?" He had guessed right, I was indeed thinking of Brandon. "Didn't you two break up? Do you hate him? Why are you still concerned about him? Or is your breakup an act, a ruse to deceive