Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 43

Hanging up the phone, I lie on the bed as if I had lost my soul.

My mind's in a mess. Was that his girlfriend or wife? Am I the other woman?

No, he denied it last time. So what exactly is my relationship with him?

Being the other woman is the last thing I would do. He assured me that he was single, so I felt like I wasn't the other woman. But I guess I was wrong.

I don't want to be the other woman, so I refuse to see myself as one. But in others' eyes, I am.

I've been called a slut a lot lately for no reason. I always thought they misunderstood me and wanted to belittle me, but now it seems like they were right.

Sean gave me this job, and I thought he was just helping me as my classmate. I never wondered why he would help a classmate he hadn't talked to in years. It's my punishment that I may lose my job and fall out with Sean.

Harrison kept a cool head when I was scolded. Maybe he feels the same way as the

people who insult me.

My phone keeps vibrating. When I see the caller ID, I almost burst out into tears.

In the end, I decline the call and turn my phone off.

I don't want to think about anything now, nor do I want to care about Harrison. He doesn't see me any different than the people I hate.

In the middle of the night, I feel that the doorbell has been ringing all the time. Fortunately, my mother is too old to hear it. Otherwise, she would have been awakened.

Through the peephole, I see Harrison standing at the door. My heart skips a beat. Why is he here? Shouldn't he spend a wonderful night with that woman?

I don't say a word, and he doesn't stop pressing the doorbell. I'm really worried he's gonna wake up my mom.

"What are you doing here?" I open the door a little.

He doesn't answer me. Instead, he squeezes through the door and pins me against the wall.

In a panic, I ask, "Harrison, are you crazy?!"

He scares me a little, both when he is a gentleman and when he occasionally loses control and does something intimate to me.

I'm scared I won't be able to control my heart.

"Why didn't you answer my phone?" He asks in a deep voice.

It can't be denied that his voice is very pleasant. It's hoarse, deep, and charming.

But I still don't like it when he confronts me. "No reason. I just didn't want to."

"I have a reason. You want to hear it?"

I bite my lips and glare at him, though I can't see anything in the darkness. "Harrison, you clearly know how much I hate being the other woman. Why are you making me do the last thing I want to do?"

I tell him the truth without weakness or fear. He knows me very well, so I don't need to hide anything.