Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 56

From my point of view, Harrison's terrific and has helped me in the most difficult time.

But that doesn't mean I don't mind his friends insulting me.

I reach out and push his hand away with a smile. "Everyone has a line, so do I."

Then, I walk out of the room without caring about his reaction.

The moment I close the door, I hear someone smash something inside.

It may be a fair society, but it's not a society where men and women are equal.

I'm used to being called a second- hand woman and the idea that the divorce is my fault.

But just because I'm used to it doesn't mean it's right.

I returned home and told my mom I felt exhausted. She thought it was because of the business trip and told me to have a good rest.

I thought I would lose sleep, but I fell asleep not long after I lay on the bed. I've been dreaming all night. I dreamed of the past and

Harrison.

Even in my dreams, he's so cold.

I told my mother about my resignation the next day. I didn't tell her about the harassment, because I don't want her to be sad.

Actually, I'm not completely innocent. If I'd kept my distance from Sean in the first place, things might have turned out differently.

"Our neighbor, Jillian Chaney, said she wanted to introduce a guy to you. What do you think?" asks my mom.

I'm stunned and look up at her.

She explains anxiously, "I'm not trying to get you married. I just don't want you to be alone."

"Mom, I'm sorry. I made you worry." I hug her and weep sadly.

She's supposed to be enjoying her retirement at her age, but I keep making her worry about me. She is still in bad health and takes medicine every day. Thinking of this, I feel worse.

'It's all my fault. If I had aborted when Wendy said I was pregnant with a girl, would this not have happened?'

'No! I wouldn't have aborted if | had another chance.'

'I want those who killed my son to live with guilt and pain!'

Mom caresses my hair and says softly, "I'm getting old, and I want nothing but your happiness. If you don't want a relationship, I'll go tell Jillian."

"I do. Tell Jillian I want blind date." I'm answering her and persuading myself. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

I haven't heard from Harrison since that afternoon like he's never been in my life.

It may be a good thing for both of us. The more time we spend together, the more people will know about me. It may affect his career.

Jonah does have a point. The upper class would laugh at Harrison if he was with me.

The blind date arrives soon. Jillian arranged for me to meet a man in a restaurant. After introducing me to this man, she leaves. I start talking to him and realize he's a programmer.

"Are you okay with living with my parents after we get married?" He asks.

With a smile, I say, "Yes. I don't mind it."

He breathes a sigh of relief. "That's the best. And we should redecorate the house. It's my house, so I think you should pay for the decoration."

I didn't see that coming, but I agree. "Okay, but I wish I could decide on the style."

"Of course. But you're gonna put my mother in the bigger bedroom. Also, you need to save a bedroom for my sister. We will stay with you while the house is being renovated. It can save a lot."

Hearing this, I feel a little unhappy. "My house is small. You'd better rent a house!"

"Then who's paying for this? Do you know how much it costs? You're not getting any younger, so don't ask so many questions. You should be honored to marry me."

His words make my heart ache. "I'd rather die alone than marry you."

"Hey, what's wrong with you? No wonder your ex-husband dumped you!"

I'm glad he showed his true colors at our first meeting.

"I don't think we're right for each other. See you." I get up to leave.

But he stops me. "You haven't paid yet. 38 bucks. Let's split the bill."

It's really hilarious. Turns out there are really such stingy men in the world. I take out my wallet, but someone grabs my waist. When I see the watch on his wrist, I look up and ask, "Why are you

here?"

"Who is he?" Harrison asks instead of answering me.

The man deliberately straightens his back.

"I'm her blind date. Who are you?"

Harrison takes a deep look at me and says with a faint smile, "So this is your type?"

"Hey, you're insulting me." I'm a bit angry."

"Wait, who is this guy? Why is he on our date?"

The man interrupts us angrily and points at Harrison.

Just as I'm about to say anything, Harrison takes me in his arms. "Got it?"

The man looks frightened.

"I have nothing to do with you!" I speak with a cold face.

He's my creditor at best, isn't he? He has no right to tell me who I can and can't date.

He looks down at me and asks seriously, "So sex is nothing to you?"