Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 110

"If it's because it didn't happen," Harrison said in a low voice.

In fact, there was no problem with this answer. If it happened to someone else, I just sighed with emotion, "Fortunately, it didn't really lead to a tragedy."

Since there was no tragedy, what was there to worry about?

I looked at him and smiled faintly. "You don't understand that one thing will be a blow to people."

"In my eyes, there are only things that happened and nothing that happened," he said.

"That's your principle, but it doesn't mean that everyone is the same as you. At least I'm different from you."

Harrison looked at me with a frown and asked in confusion, "Chelsea, you've always been sensible and never bothered about this kind of thing. Why do you have to do it now?"

"That's because everything that happened before was not a threat to me, so I don't think it's necessary." I looked at him indifferently. "But what happened now is obviously beyond my tolerance."

Everyone has a bottom line. Once someone touches your bottom line, no matter what kind of relationship this person has with you, it won't change your bottom line.

And right now, what Abbie had done had touched upon my bottom line.

"Even if a person is blinded by love, he can't use such words as a reason to hurt others. At least I can't accept such an answer or a reason. The harm has been cast, and your love is an explanation?"

Harrison looked at me quietly. After a long while, he said, "This matter ends here. I'm sure Abbie will never have anything to do with you in the future, and I won't give her a chance to hurt you."

As he spoke, Harrison stretched out his hand from the table to me and gently held it in his palm.

I was stunned. If it was in the past, I would be very happy that he was so active. I would think that he might be interested in me. But now I don't think so. I have even begun to feel that I was being used. Harrison wanted to exchange for peace and sound, so he chose to use tenderness to use my kindness.

Maybe others would think that there was something wrong with my thoughts when they knew what I was thinking. Harrison wasn't truly in love with me. But after experiencing a tragic torture related to him, perhaps no one would easily accept such a kind of gentleness for no reason.

When a man's tenderness is built on the person who hurts you, is it really meaningful?

I returned him a faint smile and withdrew my hand from his. "Harrison, there's no need to say more about three different views."

With that, I took a step back and looked at him with a smile. "Go on with your business. I'll go to my room to pack up."

"Pack up?" Harrison frowned. "What do you want to pack up?"

"Well, there's nothing to pack. I don't think there's anything here."

"What did you mean by that? What are you doing?"

Faced with his question again, I replied softly, "I've been disturbing you here for a long time. After thinking about it, I think it's better for me to leave."

"You've rejected me many times. I don't want to suffer anymore. Even if love can't become you, I don't want to turn sadness into your appearance."

"So, are you leaving?" Harrison confirmed again.