Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 185

People always said that women were made of water, but they never said who women cried for.

I believe that no woman would be willing to cry so easily. I don't want to, and Abbie in front of me wouldn't be willing either. In my impression, she had always been proud, and when she looked at me, she would always be in a high and mighty state.

At the same time, I was also envious of her. After all, it was really her ability to be doted on like this.

But Harrison, who was beside me, easily made her cry like this. According to a woman's position, I sympathized with her, but from my point of view, I didn't sympathize with her at all.

What she had done to me back then was far more serious than those words!

"This is the last time." Harrison threw down the six words coldly and pulled me to leave.

Behind him was Abbie's hysterical cry, accompanied by her scolding of me. She had thought that the people in the hotel would look at us with colored glasses, but she had never thought that everyone would do their own job as if nothing had happened.

Coming out of the hotel, Harrison was not in a hurry. He let go of his hand and wanted to find a cigarette in his pocket. When he found it and was ready to light it, he saw me again. Probably because he thought that he couldn't smell the smoke, he took a deep breath and put the cigarette and lighter back in his pocket.

Seeing his series of actions, I couldn't help laughing.

He didn't ask me, nor did I explain. He just stood there without moving. After a while, I felt a little cold. "Aren't you leaving?"

"Wait for someone," he said.

Wait for someone? I muttered to myself. Who else could we wait for? Could it be the group of people waiting for the gathering?

However, looking at the situation, we didn't leave Abbie and stayed in the hotel. If we waited for the people in the private room to come out later, wouldn't Abbie also follow us out? Thinking that she might see Abbie later, I felt a little unhappy.

I didn't want to see her desire. At least when I was called a b*tch or a b*tch, I really didn't want to see her. But I couldn't say these words to Harrison, so I could only wait with him here.

About ten minutes later, a few people came out of the hotel. Jonah and Sienna were sandwiched in the middle of them. Seeing that I didn't leave at the door, Sienna was surprised and said, "Just now he said that you wouldn't leave, but I didn't believe it. It turned out to be true!"

The "he" that Sienna was talking about was Jonah. When I saw Jonah and Harrison standing together, I suddenly understood.

The so-called wait was to wait for Jonah and Sienna, right? Or maybe Harrison came out today mainly because he wanted me to see Sienna.

Harrison and Jonah were in the same car. They were supposed to talk about it later, but Sienna didn't want to go back to Jonah's car. So he had no choice but to sit in the same car with me. I, who was originally sitting in the copilot seat, followed Sienna.

Before I sat down, I heard the sound of the door closing. Then I saw Jonah sitting in the passenger seat. I was very surprised. "You are sitting in a car. What about your car?"

"There will be a designated driver to drive back." Jonah answered casually, looking at Sienna sitting beside him.

But what about Sienna? When he looked over, he had already turned his eyes to one side.

I couldn't figure out what was going on between these two people, so I could only let them continue to make trouble like this. Anyway, I had plenty of time to ask in the future. At first, I didn't have a good impression of Jonah and felt that he was just a playboy. But since he was with Sienna, I found that people couldn't only look at the surface.

At least when they were together, Jonah's performance in all aspects was perfect. He could be called a good lover.

Perhaps it was because Jonah was in the front, Sienna seemed to be a little silent. In the past, she, who loved to talk most, became unwilling to talk more. It was always me who tried to find topics and liven up the atmosphere. In the end, I felt tired and couldn't find her.

The car stopped in front of a cake shop. I looked at Harrison and asked, "Do you like something too sweet?"

"I'm just looking for a place to sit," he said.

Of course, I didn't doubt his words. I followed him into the cake shop, holding Sienna's hand. Behind Sienna, there was Jonah. No matter how I looked at it, it was a strange situation.

The cake shop was filled with a sweet taste, which was sweet. The two men were sitting on the sofa and had nothing to do. Sienna and I stood at the counter and chose the cake. Although they chose the cake, the heavy responsibility was basically on Sienna.

In fact, I rarely ate sweet food, so I felt very tired after eating too much. But Sienna always liked sweet food. In the past, when he had nothing to do, he would order some cake or something.

Back in my seat, I looked at Harrison on the opposite side and said discontentedly, "You are the one who brought us here. You should be the one who went shopping just now."

"I'm in charge of bringing you in," Harrison said with a smile.

I don't know why, but today, Harrison always made me unable to feel the truth, as if I were dreaming. I was very worried that when I woke up tomorrow, everything would return to normal, and then he would still be so cold to me.

Just like what happened in the company the other night, we were still on the same bed, covered with a quilt and chatting. But the next day, it was a mess.

Thinking of this, I lost all interest.

Jonah, who had been sitting next to Harrison, suddenly asked, "You two, what do you mean by this state?"

"Huh?" I asked subconsciously.

"What do you think?" Harrison didn't even look at him.

After receiving such an answer, the expression on Jonah's face changed again and again. Finally, he patted Harrison on the shoulder and said, "Shall we go to the bathroom together?"

Instead of answering me, Harrison looked at me. For a moment, both of their eyes were fixed on me. I waved my hand and motioned them to hurry up.

When they left, the cake also came up. I put pulled the Michelin in front of them, and the rest was slowly distributed by Sienna. Sienna said as he distributed the cake, "You can see that Jonah said he was going to the bathroom because he wanted to ask you something."

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From Jonah's surprised expression just now, I knew that he was not optimistic about the relationship between Harrison and me. In fact, his idea was not wrong. Even if I were him, I might have the same idea as him.

"A rich, rich, and handsome unmarried man. Harrison has a promising future, but what about me?"

In the eyes of the world, I was just a woman who was fired and divorced. Everyone had more sympathy and pity for a divorced woman. But when faced with their life affairs, they instinctively thought that there could not be a better man to be with a divorced woman.

This idea was very simple. It was just that there was no need to be a bad relationship with a good one. To put it bluntly, it was still not good enough.

Thinking of this, I was depressed.