Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

I look up and ask, "Why should I?"

Then, I see impatience on her fortysomething face.

"I think you know what I mean. You got the job largely because of Sean, and now you two are rumored to have an affair. Do you think you can still stay here?" She puts all the blame on me.

At this point, I have to admit one thing. Joining this company was a mistake from the very beginning.

"The rumor is not true. Boss, I think you should get to the bottom of the matter before firing me."

She laughs after hearing this. "Sean is ten times better than you in this company. Do you think we will choose you over him? We'd rather pay you the penalty than keep you."

"So, you know the whole story, and you still want me to leave?" I ask.

My heart's surprisingly calm, without any waves.

I've been in society for several years, so I know how it works. My boss wants to protect

Sean by sacrificing me.

If this was before, I would have compromised.

She spread her hands on the table and says to me meaningfully, "I don't care the whole story at all. If you don't quit right now, you know what's gonna happen next." "Then I'll wait." I get up to leave.

My colleagues have never taken their eyes off me from the moment I leave her office. They want to see if I will quit.

I'm gonna disappoint them because I won't.

I will get up from where I fall. I just want to see how they are gonna target me.

I hope they are not so childish as to isolate me like a three-year-old.

Without Sean's pestering, I go to work every day either by subway or by bus. Although the bus is crowded, it doesn't make me feel uncomfortable.

Harrison and I haven't contacted each other ever since last night. I even wonder if what happened last night is just a dream.

From a distance, I see a familiar figure at the entrance of my community. But I can't remember who he is.

"Chelsea." When I'm about to pass him, he stops me.

Suddenly, I think of his name. "Jonah Mills? Why are you here?"

"Can I grab you for a second?" He's expressionless.

I guess I know what he's going to say. After thinking for a moment, I say, "If it's about Harrison, you'd better talk to him."

After that, I want to leave.

"If I could, I wouldn't have been here."

His words stop me. I turn around with a smile. "Well, you're not gonna change anything even though you're here. After all, I'm just a snobbish gold- digger in your eyes, right?"

There's a reason I said so. I met Abbie twice and she insulted me both times. Although Jonah apologized to me for her, I could tell from his tone that he didn't think she was wrong. And he deliberately spoke ill of me to Harrison when I was gone.

I refuse to talk to him because I don't want to give him a chance to humiliate me again.

"I don't care if you're a gold-digger. I just want to talk to you." Jonah doesn't give up.

I guess he won't leave if I don't say yes. Fine. He can't eat me anyway.

He drives me to a nearby cafe, in which we won't be disturbed.

He ordered a Blue Mountain coffee and I ordered a lemonade.

I'm not sure why, but I don't like coffee at all.

"I hope you'll forgive me for taking up your time." Jonah speaks first.

Although he says so, he doesn't look sorry at all.

He and Harrison are different. He's like a playboy while Harrison is mature. He's dressed very fashionably, but Harrison wears suits most of the time.

I smile. "Just get to the point."

I take a sip of lemonade. It tastes so good that my irritability disappears at once.

"Harrison is my dude. Although I'm not sure about your relationship, I hope that you can keep a distance from him." Jonah finally explains what he has come for today.

I'm a little confused. "Why do you think I'm the one who's after him and wants to be with him?"

"Because I know he doesn't pursue women," he says with certainty.

Hearing this, I choke on my lemonade and cough for a while.

When I finally stop coughing, I look up and see a look of discontent on his face.

It's not my fault! I was really shocked just now because his description of Harrison is too different from what I think of him.

I speak seriously after thinking for a while, "Well, I don't pursue men, either. We are together now because someone has changed, and that one is not me."

"So I still suggest you to have a good talk with Harrison."

I don't think I'm pushing him, but he stares at me with a frown. His scrutinizing gaze makes me uncomfortable.

He makes me feel what he says is always right, but I don't like that. At this point, I think Harrison does better than him.

He curls his lips with a sneer. "How much do you want?"