Harrison was still as calm as before, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, including me.
The bitterness in my heart was suppressed by me. I looked at him and suddenly smiled. "Do you think crying is for others to see?"
"Or else?" he asked.
I was so angry that I had an illusion that I couldn't go on. Looking at Harrison in front of me, I couldn't say a word.
A few minutes later, my mood gradually calmed down. I was no longer as impulsive as I was at the beginning. I had to thank God for letting me go through so many hardships to create a strong heart that was both uncomfortable and acceptable.
When I thought it through, I didn't want to be nice to him. I sneered and said to him, "It's better to think about why I'm angry than to find out if I'm crying in order to let others see
me."
"If it's because of Aviana, then there's no need."
A simple sentence seemed to have explained all the questions, but what I wanted was not such a simple answer.
Before I answered that the car had started, we left the dark parking lot. Harrison and I did not speak in the middle, as if we had agreed.
The hot pot restaurant was only ten minutes' drive away from the company, so it wouldn't take too long for us to maintain the cold atmosphere. When he stopped the car, I opened the door and left without hesitation. I disappeared into the underground parking lot without looking back.
In the middle, I also imagined whether Harrison would catch up with me or not. I also wondered what I should say if I really caught up with him. Should I continue to pester him or turn things around? However, it turned out that all my thoughts were unnecessary. Because not only did he not catch up with me, but he did not appear in front of me the whole afternoon of the company.
In the beginning, I insisted that I was right, but the more I went on, the more worried I became. I also began to doubt if what I did at noon was a little too much.
After all, the relationship between Bai Jie and Harrison was just my guess. Because these non- existent facts and Harrison's anger, of course, he had the right to be angry with me.
"Sister Chelsea? Sister Chelsea?”
A voice rang in my ears. I looked up and saw Han standing at my desk. "Han, what's the matter?"
Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief and whispered with a smile, "Sister Chelsea, someone is waiting for you in the reception room."
"Wait for me?" I was confused. "Do you know me?"
Han shook his head and told me to leave as soon as possible, leaving me sitting in my seat in confusion.
Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for an employee to meet with a guest with a personal reason during work hours. This was against the company's rules, but this person had already entered the reception room to wait for me. Obviously, the company knew about this.
Just when I was puzzled, I heard a sneer in my ear, followed by Liu Qian's sarcastic tone. "Sister Jianing, are you worried about meeting me? Are you afraid of losing your job?"
"But this kind of thing shouldn't have happened to you. After all, Mr. Stewart is your boyfriend. Because you even drove Mr. Ling away, who else in the company can do anything to you?" Liu Qian sat in her seat with a sneer on her face.
I had nothing to say to her, so I got up and walked straight to the reception room.
Entering the reception room, I saw a tall figure with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window. I thought for a moment and took a few steps forward, asking in a low voice, "Hello, are you looking for me?"
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