Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 75

I open the door and see a dark, empty home. I didn't turn on the light. I just feel my way.

I've lived in this place with my mom for as long as I can remember. Now I'm the only one here. I feel empty and lonely.

I'm sitting on the couch, watching a soap opera. The sound of the television echoes through the empty house, while my mind is occupied with something else. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

I think back to the time I left Harrison outside his villa.

When I said I didn't want him, he had no expression on his face. He didn't even frown. His coldness killed me.

He said, "Chelsea, are you sure you won't regret it?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

In fact, I was lying. Maybe soon after I leave him, I'll miss him desperately and can't wait to get back to him.

Because I know no one will ever help me as he did. Even when I was in love with Callen, he wasn't that nice to me.

But the thing is, Harrison and I never gonna

work out. I tried to reassure myself that I just needed to enjoy the moment, but then I realized I couldn't.

I couldn't be more upset to see him eating with another woman and calling me a friend. If he falls in love or gets married in the future, I might die of grief. Therefore, breaking up with him now is my

way of protecting myself.

That was why I got in the car and left his house.

Early the next morning, I go to the post office. He doesn't want the black card, but I still decided to send it back to him. I don't want to owe him anymore.

But I'm not gonna pay off my debts or the medical bills. Others may think I sold myself for the money, but I don't think it's shameful to sell myself at my most desperate.

When no one will lend you money and you get fired, will you turn down the only person who will help you?

No matter what people think, I don't regret accepting Harrison's help.

I stretch out after coming out of the post office. Closing my eyes, I feel the breeze on my face. It's so relaxing.

What's been bothering me for so long is

finally over. There's a hole in my heart, but I can try to ignore it.

On the way home, I go to the agency to register my personal information for job hunting. Although I'm alone now, I need to feed myself.

I thought about starting a business with my compensation money, but the economy hasn't been good these past few years.

I'm more of a risk- averse person. Maybe that's why I'm not rich.

When I get to the gate of my community, I see a familiar figure. I wanted to beat him up, but I didn't. Harrison's no longer my backer. If I get myself in trouble, no one will help me.

And Callen is a man. If I fight him, I might lose.

As soon as I think of Harrison, I feel inexplicably sad. Maybe it's because I'm so dependent on him. He's been so helpful to me that he's the first person I think of when things go wrong.

But real life is not a fairy tale, and it's perfectly normal to say goodbye. I believe that if I get used to living alone, I won't be dependent on him anymore.

I ignore Callen and walk into my community, but he follows me and says, "Chelsea, can't

you see me? I've been waiting for you."

"Get out of my way," I speak expressionlessly.

Callen hurriedly explains, "I know you're still mad at me, but don't you think I'm the one who should be mad? You were trying to kill me!"

"What?" I chuckle. "Didn't you tell me to stab you? Are you mad I didn't do it?"

"That's not what I meant. Can you stop being so mean? Can we have a good chat?"

Looking at his disgusting face, I wonder if I was blind when I married him. How dare he call me mean? What a shameless man!

Compared to him, Harrison is just perfect!

I look at Callen and then his car. "Is this your new car?"

He didn't see that coming, so he's stunned. Then he adjusts his tie and says proudly, "Yes. This is the latest one."

"Great. You couldn't afford it before." I nod.

"You cannot burn the candle at both ends. I may have lost you, but I got wealth and power. But if you want, I can be with you again."

His proud face makes me sick. I don't want to waste any more time with him, so I speak coldly, "Don't fish the fish you let go. If you

come to me again, I will sue you for sexual harassment!"

After that, I walk past him to leave.

If I don't say something mean, he's gonna come after me like a piece of gum. He's a man with no self-respect!

"Don't you want to know what we did at your house the day your mom died?"

His words stop me.

Every time I think he has something to do with my mother's death, all I can think about is killing him!