Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 214

I always thought that I had a good temper and would not easily be angry with others, let alone lose my temper. But every time I met Harrison, I would definitely explode at once.

Many times, I suspect that he deliberately made me angry to make me happy.

Harrison held my wrist and said in a low voice, "In your eyes, am I such a person?"

"What do you think? What kind of person do you think you are? Do you want to hear it? I said that you are a kind of person like Jonah, or maybe you will be the same as him in the future?" I asked.

He was so angry that he laughed. "You're in a bad mood all the way. Just tell me directly that you're worried that I'll abandon you like Jonah. Why do you have to beat around the bush?"

As soon as his thoughts were guessed, my face turned red, but I still refused to give up.

"Who told you that I thought like that? Can you not think so complicated?”

My waist tightened, and the next second, I was pulled into his arms and clung to his chest.

I didn't say anything and obediently stuck to his chest, not because I didn't want to struggle to avoid him, but because I didn't want to be entangled with him. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

According to the current situation, Harrison wouldn't let me leave, so I simply leaned on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. I wasn't in a hurry, and I couldn't understand what he meant at all.

I sighed helplessly. "It's you who want to make me angry, and it's also you who tried to make me happy. I don't know what's on your mind."

”1 didn't think about anything. It's just that you think too much,” he said in a low voice.

After that, he stroked my back again and again as if he was comforting me.

"He's right. I'm thinking too much, but who's the reason why I think so much? If the other party wasn't Harrison, why would I need to think so much?"

From the time we were of equal status to the time when so many things happened, it was really more complicated. There were so many girls around him, and he could hear people calling him Brother Harrison at anytime.

In such a situation, I didn't believe that all the women in the world would remain calm and continue to date him calmly. Besides, we weren't dating at the beginning. We were together because of money and needed his help.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing that I suddenly got up from his arms, Harrison asked in confusion.

I looked elsewhere and coughed. "I'm fine. I just thought of something."

"If you have something to say, just say it." Harrison's tone was unquestionable.

"I'm not a little girl. You don't have to worry about me."

"Although you are not a little girl." Harrison sighed helplessly, "But you have too many things on your mind. I don't seem to be able to take care of your feelings all the time."

"Have you ever thought of... how it feels to take care of me?"

When I heard his words, I couldn't believe it, because I seemed to have never thought that Harrison would blame himself because he didn’t have the feeling of taking care of me.

"We can regard his current situation as selfblame, can we?"

Harrison let go of my hand and kept a little distance from me. Then he bent down slightly and said to me word by word, "Do you think I don't?"

"I... I didn't mean that." In fact, I did feel that he didn't care about me.

In the scope of my understanding, I never thought that Harrison was a man who would care about others. He showed indifference and calmness everywhere, which made people unable to see through his heart.

My eyes didn't dare to face him. I kept looking around, trying to get away with it in this way.

But obviously, he didn't let me go so easily. He still asked, "Since you don't mean that, then tell me what you mean."

"Now what we need to care about is Jonah and Sienna. How can we be involved again?" I changed the subject.

"It's enough for them to solve their problem. What we need to do should be in front of us."

Seeing that he was so serious, I knew that it would not work if I didn't say it. Thinking about it, I felt that it didn't matter. There was no need to hide it from him all the time.

No one knows what will happen in the future. The only thing we can do is to be right in front of us. Is it okay if I say it out loud?

After thinking about it, my body also relaxed. I casually leaned on the bar counter behind me and looked at him and said, "There may not be a good result if there is too much difference. Jonah and Sienna are the examples in front of me. I admit that I have always had ulterior motives for you, but I don't want to be abandoned like a pawn in the end." "I can take everything in the first half of my life, but I can't take the rest at all." After that, I added.

"This is what I think in my heart. There's nothing wrong with saying it now. Let's see what Harrison will think."

"Everyone is not a teenager. I believe that there is no need to only see the beauty in front of me. Love is really a little extravagant in front of me."

He still remembered a question he had seen before. It said, "Which would you choose between love and bread?"

"When I was young, I would definitely choose love without hesitation, but what about now? If I had chosen love blindly, I would have been excluded by Harrison." Thinking of this, I couldn't help asking, "There is one thing I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

"You should be able to guess, but I still want to ask." I smiled faintly and said, "When we met for the first time, you said you were willing to help me. Why would you help me? Can you tell me?"

"No reason," he said flatly.

I just stared at him and didn't say a word. In fact, I knew very well that he didn't mean to be perfunctory to me. As for why he was perfunctory, I didn't know at all. "Then what did you say before, and what will I understand in the future?"

This time, he didn't answer me immediately, but looked at me the same way.

We looked at each other and no one took the initiative to speak. I guessed that he was probably waiting for me to speak, wasn't he?

After a while, Harrison said to me in a helpless tone, "Chelsea, I'm so tired."

With that, he leaned on my shoulder and whispered, "I'm so tired. I'm so tired."

"If he is still standing in front of me and talking to me like before, I will have more energy to talk to him, and I will have to hear the answer I want from him. But now he is talking to me weakly, and I don't know how to speak for a while."

The questions in his mind vanished as well.

He stood up, held my face with both hands, slowly approached me, and kissed my lips.