Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 321

I looked at Harrison in surprise. "What do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" Harrison chuckled.

He turned around, got out of bed, and put on his shoes. His whole action was done in one smooth motion.

I, who was still sitting on the bed, looked around with him and watched his affectionate eyes turn into disdain. I still didn't understand what it meant.

Feeling a little uneasy, I forced myself to remain calm and said, "What do you mean by that? What do you mean by saying that Louie is still valuable to me? Abbie doesn't treat you well?"

"Ask yourself, do you think Louie is of any value to you?" Harrison turned his back to me and asked softly.

"This question doesn't make sense at all. Friends should help each other. Even if you can become friends, you are also a person who is consistent and compatible with each other. Isn't it too much to describe it as valuable?" I asked in return.

To be honest, I didn't expect Harrison to say something like that to me, and even put forward the value of these two words. These two words made me feel insulted!

"Not only me, but also my friendship with Louie has been trampled. Is there only value between friends in his eyes? Is there no value, not even a friend?"

Harrison slowly turned around and said, "I am still very clear about Louie's help to you at that time. I can accept his help and my feelings for him are blurred. I naturally think that this is his value to you."

"What help?" I asked, holding back my anger.

"Do you need me to remind you about the house?" Harrison asked with a smile.

He was obviously smiling at me at this time, but I couldn't feel any smile from him. If I didn't guess wrong, it was a sneer.

But I was rational. After so many years of ups and downs, it was destined that I would not be as impulsive as a young man. I had my own ideas and standpoint. "Hasn't he rejected my feelings for him? I accept the matter of the house as a friend's kindness."

"You accepted it as good intentions, but he thinks you've given him a chance. As for your feelings, I believe that if I hadn't asked you to cut off contact with him, you wouldn't have ended up like this."

Harrison's tone was light from beginning to end. You didn't know what he would say next, nor did you know what else he would say next. To be honest, I didn't want to listen to a single word.

But there was nothing I could do. I had to listen to him, because every word he said was a question that I couldn't consider.

I lowered my head and thought for a long time before I said, "I didn't expect you to mind these things, but I really didn't think so much at that time. I thought they were all friends..."

I couldn't finish what I was about to say.

"Are you ashamed of yourself?" Harrison asked.

I lowered my head and remained silent.

So he said again, "Chelsea, there are some things that I don't want to say clearly, but you always ask me to be so straightforward. Who will benefit from this?"

"Because I don't understand what you mean," I said feebly, lowering my head.

Listening to my dull and listless voice, like a frosted eggplant, I hated this feeling very much. So I suddenly looked up at Harrison and asked, "What do you mean by Louie is valuable to me? Could you please be serious and tell me clearly one by one?"

Harrison looked back at me and pursed his thin lips.