Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Harrison looks at me condescendingly. With tears in my eyes, I can't see his expression clearly.

I've been squatting so long that my legs are numb. The moment I get up, I almost fall down. Fortunately, he holds me in time. I want to thank him, but I see the disdain on his face.

"I know you're just trying to get my attention." He holds me in his arms and turns to enter the house.

After a few steps, he presses me against the wall, and covers my cold lips with his.

Unlike before, his lips are extremely cold today. If I weren't in his arms, I would think it was someone else.

He seems to be particularly impatient. I feel cold all over and my legs are weak, but he doesn't care.

After a long time, he lets go of me. I look at him in a daze.

He smiles casually. "Chelsea, I only f*cked you once. Am I losing out? Since you want to draw a clear line with me, I need to get what I deserve."

I feel like I've been stabbed through the heart.

A shadow of smile touches his mouth. He wants to kiss me again, but I turn my face and push him with my cold hands. "Harrison, I want to go home."

"Go home?"

I look at his face. "I'm not feeling well today!"

He chuckles and says sarcastically, "Chelsea, you can't say that when your boss needs you."

I feel a sharp pain in my heart. Why does he have to insult me? I have never seen him so cold before. I feel scared.

"Can we calm down and talk about it later?"

He ignores me and kisses me again regardless of my struggle. I don't know when he had my clothes off. I try to run away in terror, but my strength means nothing to him. Gradually, I give up and let him do whatever he wants.

Anyway, I owe him and I can't say no to him. If it makes him feel better, I'll do it.

Even so, my tears fall unconsciously.

Tears flow down my cheeks into my mouth. He stops and says ironically, "Women's tears don't work for me."

His words cut me to the quick, and I just can't stop crying.

"I won't let you go if you cry." He takes me into the room and throws me on the bed.

He presses on me, and I look at him with misty eyes. "Harrison, is it my fault? I tried to keep my distance, but what did you do?"

"I'm a divorced woman with a broken heart, but that doesn't mean I don't have feelings. Don't you ever worry that I will fall in love with you?"

There's a flash of surprise in Harrison's eyes as if he never knew I would say that.

But I don't think I was wrong. I'm not his girlfriend. Keeping a distance from him is good for both of us.

He lowers his head and asks after being silent for a long while, "Are you in love with me?"

I look at him in a daze without saying a word. I'm a little short of breath. I don't know why he asked that. Is it a trap?

The room is quiet except for the sound of our breathing. It's like we're in a standoff.

In my trance, he gets up from me and stands on the ground with a calm look on his face.

"Off you go," he says softly.

For a second, my mind is blank.

I get up from the bed and stand in front of him. "I will return the card to you. As for the debts..."

"It's your fee for service," he interrupts me and says in a teasing tone.

So he's now treating me as a whore. This humiliation breaks my heart.

He turns back to me, slowly takes off his shirt, and changes into casual clothes. I stand behind him like a puppet.

He's taught me and shown me a lot since we met. I appreciate his kindness, but I hate his coldness now. Every word he said was like a knife to my heart. "Okay, see you," I go over him.

"You don't have to return me that card. If you don't want it, break it." His voice comes from behind.

I stop to look at him incredulously.

He smiles slightly. "I don't need that card anymore."

"But it's yours." I don't know why he said so.

He takes two steps forward and stops in front of me. He's smiling, but his words are extremely hurtful. "I don't want to see you again."

I should thank Harrison. At least he knew it was hard for me to get a cab and had someone take me home.

The driver looked at me with wonder and confusion. Thank God he did not ask me anything.

'Am I the first person to get kicked out of a villa? He must think I'm pathetic and... shameful.'

It's almost ten o'clock when I arrive at my community. When I'm walking home, I suddenly feel like the lights are really dim in here.

When I get downstairs, I'm suddenly slammed against the wall. It hurts so much that I almost cry. Before I ask for help, a pair of big hands covered my mouth. "Chelsea, it's me."

Callen? I calm down in an instant. With the help of the dim light, I see his face. It's really Callen.

I take his hands away. "Callen, you want to kill me?"

"Were you with Harrison?" he asks, "I've been waiting here for hours. Were you with him?"

Then, he suddenly raises my chin. He gnashes his teeth and says, "You're such an easy b*tch!"