"Abbie, this is the last time I've tolerated you."
With that, Harrison left with me in his arms.
Lying in Harrison's arms, I felt surprisingly calm, as if nothing had happened. I just wanted to stay with him quietly and spend my whole life.
Harrison drove me to the hospital and left after making sure that I was fine. We were unusually quiet in the car. He didn't ask me what happened in the past two days, and I didn't take the initiative to tell him.
As if we agreed, we didn't mention it again, but in fact, it wasn't like this. We seemed to have deliberately forgotten about it.
When we got home, he carried me into the bedroom and put me on the bed. Then he was ready to leave.
"Don't go." I pulled him and whispered.
His body seemed to be frozen, and then he looked back at me and went to bed to hold me in his arms.
Harrison hugged me and said softly, "Don't worry about it anymore. I will always protect you."
"I'm tired."
He didn't say anything more and just hugged me.
Even now, I don't know how I felt when I said I was tired. I just subconsciously heard a voice telling me that I didn't want to hear Harrison mention this matter, nor did I want him to let it go.
Women in the world all have common diseases. They like to ask men a question. Do you like her or me? Is it important to her or me in your heart?
There was no comparison between me and Abbie at all. Wasn't the arrogant Abbie just looking on as if no one could do anything to her? Because no one would do anything to her, that was why she was so unscrupulous and was always so unscrupulous in everything she did to me.
"My identity and background are not enough to threaten her, so it's very simple for her to make me disappear. So it's not surprising that she really did it." Thinking about it, I felt more sad.
"Chelsea, what are you still worried about?"
On the second night of my return, Harrison finally asked. I looked at him with a puzzled smile and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Now that you are back, what are you afraid of?" he said.
"I've been fine these two days. I'm not afraid of anything."
When he heard this, Harrison seemed to be very disappointed in me. "If you hide it from me, how worried are you?"
In fact, I didn't quite understand why he was disappointed in me. Shouldn't I be in a good state?
I didn't pursue anything, nor did I ever think of pursuing anyone. I didn't ask Abbie if she was being punished, so I wasn't doing well enough?
"Harrison, what exactly do you want me to do?" I chuckled.
There was a trace of hurt in his eyes. He whispered, "I thought you had something to do and would tell me immediately, but it seemed that I thought too much."
After saying this, Harrison was about to get up and leave. I held his hand tightly, unwilling to let him go.
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