Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 172

In fact, thinking about it seriously, it seemed that there were not many things between Harrison and me. As long as he didn't want to talk to me, maybe we wouldn't have a chance to meet again in the future.

No matter how I thought about it, this was not the point. For me, the most important thing right now was the house. There were still two days before I could bring it with me today. If I didn't make any progress, the house would not belong to me. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

And Maisy, I won't let her go!

"Get up and eat something."

I was suddenly awakened by the voice. I turned my head and saw Harrison standing at the door. "It's not good to stay here for a long time. I'll go back first.”

As I spoke, I lifted the blanket and prepared to get up.

The moment I lifted the quilt, I realized that I was not wearing the original clothes, but a set of home clothes. It seemed that Harrison had changed them for me.

For some reason, I had the urge to laugh. "Harrison, do you think it's fun to play with me?”

As soon as he finished speaking, I looked up at him.

Most of the time, Harrison was expressionless. When he heard my words, he frowned. In his eyes, I seemed to see disappointment and injury.

Seeing him like this, I seemed to realize that there was something wrong with his words. But when I thought of what had happened at the police station, I felt that there was no problem with me. If Harrison and Abbie had not suddenly become so intimate, how could I be like this?

"If I were still with Harrison, Callen would never ask me to give birth to a baby. Thinking about it, I should thank Harrison. Otherwise, how could I have known that there were so many secrets behind the child's pregnancy?" These things almost made me collapse one by one.

Harrison picked up a coat and put it on me. He whispered, "Although the room is warm, it should not catch a cold."

"Which one is the real you?" I asked him.

He touched my hair and murmured, "Whoever you want is me."

More than ten minutes later, we sat at the dining table to eat. I, who was not in the mood, kept sending food to my mouth like a robot. I was thinking about other things, including houses and children.

What people feared most was to know the truth. When you didn't know it, you could be paralyzed and didn't consider so many things. But once all the truth was exposed to the air, all the numbness would be in vain because you would keep thinking about it.

And I, at this moment, was in this state.

"Do you need my help?" Harrison asked me.

I stopped holding my chopsticks and ignored him. "It's my business. What's wrong with you helping me?"

"So you mean you don't need my help?" he asked again.

I slowly swallowed the food and raised my head to meet his eyes in the air. "Isn't that right? If Abbie finds out that you're helping me, will she make a scene with you?"

"Pa!" Harrison put his chopsticks on the table.

I have to admit that I deliberately provoked Harrison. I will be very happy to see him angry, at least not as depressed as before.

Just now, he said he could help me directly, but he didn't. Instead, he asked me if I needed help. What did that mean? If I didn't want to help, I didn't want to. I had no reason to ask him to help me. Why did he have to test me like this?

"What are these people thinking about me? I won't talk about Callen and Maisy. Even Harrison felt the same in the end. He felt that I was a troublemaker."

Harrison didn't know when he came to me. He raised my chin with his hand and said in a low voice, "Chelsea, what are you thinking about?" "You want to know?" I chuckled. "Do you want to take a look?"

With that, I tore off the collar of my pajamas and poured the cold air into my clothes. I couldn't help shivering, and Harrison also frowned.

This expression made me feel that Harrison was looking down on me, so I pulled my collar and pointed at the heart. "This is what you want to see."

"Is it black or red?" he asked.

"It's obvious whether it's black or red. Do you still need to ask me?" I sneered.

In my eyes, Harrison is making trouble out of nothing. I'd rather go and find Callen than waste my time with him here!

After thinking it through, I pulled up my pajamas and stood up. "I have something to deal with. Mr. Stewart, can you return my clothes to me?"

"I lost it."

"That's my clothes. Why did you lose them?

Harrison, can you respect me?"

Harrison raised the corner of his mouth and said lightly, "The clothes have become rubbish. Is there a need to keep them?"

There seemed to be another meaning in this sentence, and I directly thought that Harrison was talking about me both openly and secretly, saying that I was like a piece of clothes that had been lost, and there was no need to keep me here.

I couldn't hold back the anger in my heart. "Enough! If you have any dissatisfaction with me or don't like me, you can tell me directly, but you don't need to insult me in this way! You showed up with Abbie in front of me in order to make me retreat from difficulties?"

"Even without Abbie's appearance, as long as you say that you don't want to see me, I will definitely leave you without a word. Even if I can't forget you, I will never appear in your life!"

At this time, I suddenly realized that everything about Harrison seemed to have been solved.

"Abbie, who didn't appear in the first place, suddenly appeared in front of me and even appeared with Harrison. I was so stupid that I didn't understand the situation, so I had an illusion that he was angry with me, so he was angry with me.

"It's a pity that I'm such a naive idiot. It's really funny. The other party is eager to see me disappear, but I'm still waiting in the same place and don't want to leave!"

The more I thought about it, the more sad I felt. In addition to the recent incident, my tears seemed to have completely collapsed and kept flowing. I squatted on the ground and buried my face in my

arms, crying nonstop.

From the start of my hysterical state to the end, I gradually calmed down. Compared to my out-of- control Harrison didn't say a word from beginning to end. This made him even more determined the thoughts in my heart just now.

I dried my tears and stood up. Maybe it had been too long since I squatted down. The moment I stood up, my feet were numb and I almost fell down. Fortunately, Harrison immediately held me.

"Still not feeling well? I'll call the doctor." Harrison asked me worriedly. Then he took out the phone in his pocket and was about to dial.

I stopped his hand and kept shaking my head. "Why do you have to do this? Since you don't have any feelings for me, don't be nice to me. If you do this, I won't be able to leave you. Please let me go, okay?"