I stopped and looked at him quietly. We looked at each other as if there were only the two of us left in the world.
He walked toward me step by step and finally stopped in front of me. "I thought you could live a good life without me."
As he spoke, Harrison's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"I don't know why things have become like this. Why is there sarcasm in Harrison's eyes? Shouldn't he be worried and come over to see if I have anything to do?"
"Sir, don't you think it's a little too much to say that?"
Louie, who was standing beside me, questioned him.
When I woke up, I quickly looked away, pulled Louie, and said with a forced smile, "It's getting late. Let's go back early."
Louie looked at me with a complicated look in his eyes. In the end, he nodded and agreed.
I didn't say hello to Harrison. Louie and I walked past him and were ready to leave. Before we could walk past him, my arm was pulled by him. I stopped and didn't look at him. I lowered my head and said with a smile, "I have to go to work in the afternoon. Mr. Stewart, you can wait for me to get off work."
"Are you inviting me?" he asked.
"If you think it's an invitation, then it's an invitation."
Harrison leaned over and whispered, "Why didn't I notice before that you were so enthusiastic?"
My body stiffened and I didn't say a word for a long time.
At this time, Harrison had already taken a step back and looked at us. "I think you may not have figured out one thing. It doesn't matter if my words can't go through the fire or not. What matters is what Chelsea thinks in her heart."
"Since Chelsea doesn't speak, what right do you have to speak?"
I knew very well that Harrison's words seemed to be meant for Louie, but in fact, he said it for me to hear. It was obvious that he meant that I was loyal to him, and I was willing to be said by him.
Louie, who was beside me, was already angry. He stepped forward and wanted to argue with Harrison, but I reached out to stop him.
"Chelsea, let me talk to him!" Louie looked at me angrily. "He said that to disrespect you. How can I not refute him?"
"I'm fine..."
Harrison chuckled. "Did you hear that? Jian'an said it's all right. What else do you have to be so angry about? Don't you understand what he means?"
Before I could finish my words, I was stopped by Harrison. He looked at me and Louie with disdain, and I knew very well that he did this because of me.
Louie was very angry, but he couldn't say a word. If I couldn't tell who was good to me at this time, I would definitely be a fool. I looked at Harrison and said with a smile, "I may have misunderstood what you said."
"Oh? What do you mean?"
"I don't want to be entangled with you in public, so I'm fine because I made it a small matter," I said word by word, "and you should have seen what happened at the restaurant gate just now, right?"
Harrison didn't say anything and looked at me with a frown.
It was just an expression. I already understood what he saw just now. But what he did first was not caring about me, but adding oil to my wound. It was ridiculous.
Seeing that he didn't speak, I continued, "I don't know why Mr. Stewart is doing this to me, but he is a friend and a friend of mine. His conversation with you just now was for my own good. I know it very well."
I'm talking about Louie beside me.
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