I was immersed in sadness, and a deep voice pulled me back.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked him while wiping my tears.
Harrison, who was sitting in the car, looked at me as if he was looking at an idiot. "This is the only way out of your house. Do you think I'm an idiot?"
I was speechless and simply turned my face away from him.
It was obvious that he and Callen were chatting happily there, and I left only because I was anxious. Should I watch them quarrel with each other? It would be better for me to leave alone and think of a way.
More and more people came to the station, and everyone's eyes kept looking back and forth at me. I was depressed. When I turned my head, I saw Harrison, who had stopped in front of me, still sitting leisurely in the car.
The people who were waiting for the car beside me looked at me and him. Among them, the eyes of the young girls were fixed on Harrison. They were motionless, but I believed that everyone looked at him not because he was handsome. They must have looked at him because of the traffic jam at the back.
Because Harrison's car was parked here, the bus behind him was basically lined up. For a time, the sound of the horn rose one after another.
Feeling the gazes of the people around me, I looked at Harrison speechlessly. "Can you drive first? The bus behind is blocked by you." "Isn't it your fault?" Harrison said indifferently, "I'm just waiting for you here. Of course, I'll leave when you get in the car."
"From what you mean, I have to thank you for paying attention to me?"
Harrison curled his lips. "It's getting late. Are you sure you don't want to get in the car yet?" In my heart, I was unwilling. I felt embarrassed to get in the car like this, but as he said, it was too late. If I had been a little later, I would have been really embarrassed if there had been a traffic jam on the road.
Just when I was in a dilemma, the people around began to say, "Miss, you'd better get in the car quickly. It will be more troublesome for us to delay you here."
"That's right. There's a quarrel at the end of the bed. Maybe she'll be fine after getting in the car." The one who spoke was a big sister.
In fact, at this time, I wanted to say one more thing. Harrison and I are not husband and wife at all, so there is no such thing as a quarrel between husband and wife. But it doesn't matter anymore, because I have to leave here as soon as possible.
I didn't give Harrison a good look when I got in the car. It wasn't until I fastened my seat belt that I said, "Did you deliberately make me angry, and then wait for me to show up and laugh at me?"
"What are you thinking about every day?" Harrison asked.
This was a tacit agreement or a question of escape. I didn't give up and continued to ask, "It's not my problem. You clearly know that it's too late, but you're still talking endlessly with Callen. I almost suspected that you made an appointment."
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the depressing atmosphere in the car and realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what I just said.
I turned to look at Harrison. He was still driving with a poker face, but his thin lips were pressed into a line. "It's not that I want to misunderstand you, it's just that the time just now was a little urgent. Callen's sudden appearance must have known that we did something..."
"He doesn't know." Harrison interrupted me.
"You don't know?" I was surprised. "Don't you have to go through such a thing? Or did you deliberately hide it from him?"
He felt that it was more likely to keep it a secret. Although Harrison was also helpful, his once pure family members were not to be ignored. In addition, Callen had developed his power in recent years, so he should be much weaker than him.
But Harrison said that Callen didn't know, so I pretended that I didn't know.
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