Chapter 751 Jealousy

"Mr. Harmon carried me to the hospital?" I genuinely hadn't known. After all, I passed out before anything happened. Sophia pursed her lips, her tone tinged with something between frustration and insecurity. "He never meddles in anything like this," she said, her words clipped. "But this time, he rushed out with you in his arms like the world was ending. Everyone thought it was a life-or-death emergency. He didn't even stay for my presentation." She hesitated, then added, almost as if testing the waters, "You know, we've all noticed how much we look like his ex-wife. Do you think maybe he's—" "He's not," I cut her off firmly. Whatever she was trying to insinuate, I wasn't going to entertain it. The flicker of hope on her face dimmed slightly, and I realized she was probably jealous. I quickly explained, hoping to defuse the situation. "Mr. Harmon's a gentleman, Ms. Swanson. It would've been strange if he ignored someone passing out in front of him. As for why he