The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 485

Harrell’s face was a mess, his bruises looking even darker, almost black.

“You’re actually a woman?” he blurted out.

Lorinda, still in her short skirt and thin top, had her leg pressed up right next to his, not even thinking about how it looked or whether it was appropriate. She was too wound up to care about anything like that.

She didn’t notice the change in Harrell either.

“I’m not kidding. When I mean business, no guy can beat me. Now spill it—where’s Catherine?”

Harrell’s face kept shifting, first red, then pale, then almost white. “If you keep this up, I’m seriously going to die,” he groaned.

Just then, the door swung open. Lance stepped in, looking calm as ever. “She’s fine. She’s right there. You don’t need to worry.”

Hearing his voice, Lorinda jerked back to reality. She let go of Harrell and hurried off the bed, eyes wide.

“What are you doing here? Isn’t today your wedding day? Wait, are you…?”

Was he here to take the baby? But how could that be, when Lance didn’t even know the truth?

She caught herself before saying anything more, scared she’d give something away.

“It’s a long story. Complicated,” Lance said. “If you can promise not to talk nonsense around her, I’ll let you in.”

What he really meant was, he didn’t want Catherine knowing Harrell was hurt or that there was chaos outside the operating room. Catherine was still totally confused by everything. Knowing the truth would only make her recovery harder.

“No way. I’m Catherine’s best friend. She’s not going to rest unless she sees me, especially right now. I need to know what’s really going on.”

Lorinda wouldn’t budge. Whatever was happening, she refused to leave Catherine alone, not with all these question marks hanging over them.

Lance checked his watch. “Then wait until Aaron gets here. He’ll explain everything.”

He turned like he was about to go.

“Lance!” Harrell managed, voice rough.

If Lance left, Lorinda might actually kill him.

Lance stopped and looked back. “Catherine and her baby are both safe. You owe him for that.”

“What was the message?”

Harrell shook his head. “Never mind. It’s nothing.”

He’d thought Lance had figured out that the baby was his, and that’s why Catherine was being held. Turns out, he was wrong.

Lance was really keeping Catherine safe.

“So what’s going on with the Lee family?”

Lance headed toward the door. “We’ll talk about it later.”

He’d already been gone almost ten minutes. He needed to get back.

After Lance left, Harrell threw off his thin blanket.

He looked down and saw the obvious proof of his reaction, even his ears turning red. He couldn’t believe it.

She really got to him? Did that mean he was actually… normal?