Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 47

My response is to ignore him.

But he doesn't give up. "I'm gonna keep pressing it until you come in."

"Do whatever you want," I speak coldly.

The elevator gives a warning, but he's still pressing the button.

I look at him coldly. He really turns out to be a completely different person.

Suddenly, he takes my arm and pulls me into the elevator. Then, he quickly presses the close button.

I shake his hand off and shout angrily, "Are you crazy?"

"I am! Why don't you just be with me? You can do whatever you want here and no one's gonna b*tch about you." He says with disappointment, as if I did something wrong.

Why are there so many shameless people in this world?

He presses me against the wall. I'm holding my stuff so I can't push him away. All I want is for this elevator to stop.

But the elevator actually goes up. Above the

fourth floor are warehouses, except for the offices of the top two floors. I look at him incredulously. "What the hell do you want?"

"I just want to talk to you." He explaines.

But his smile makes me sick. My gut tells me he wants to do something bad.

I look at him coldly. "One last chance. If you don't stop this elevator, you're gonna regret it." He leans forward and gets closer to me. "My biggest regret is not f*cking you."

"I can't believe you're such a shameless jerk! I wish I'd never met you." I glare at him. If he touches me, I'll make him regret it for the rest of his life.

"Chelsea, why are you still as simple as before? You're not a virgin. Why do you care so much about chastity?"

Sean shakes his head in disappointment, as if it were a shame for me to refuse him.

I think for a while and say, "In a few months, you're gonna have a cute little baby. How could you cheat on your wife when she needs you the most?"

'Tm not cheating on her. It's just flirting." He shamelessly refutes.

I don't want to say anything more. He doesn't think he's wrong, so he will never reflect.

The elevator keeps going up. I ask again, "Aren't you stopping it?"

"She's carrying a useless daughter. If you can give me a son, I will divorce her immediately and marry you." He whispers in my ear.

A useless daughter? That's what my exmother-in-law said about my baby when I was pregnant. She was one of the people who killed my child.

The funny thing is that my dead child was actually a boy. No one knows how torturous I was when I saw him die.