Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea) novel Chapter 65

He says in a deep voice, "I don't want money. I want you."

I'm stunned for a second, but then I bend over with laughter.

Isn't it funny? The man who said he never wanted to see me again suddenly said he wanted me.

"Are you pitying me?" I ask him, "You feel sorry for me because I'm pathetic, don't you?"

Harrison closes his thin lips tightly and doesn't answer me.

I don't mind his silence. I stretch out my index finger and gently touch his lips, "A book says thin- lipped men are fickle. What do you think?"

"It's nonsense."

I knew he would deny it. Men don't believe in physiognomy any more than they believe in astrology.

But I do, because Harrison is just too fickle.

I put the card in front of him. "It's yours."

"Don't you understand what I mean?" He frowns at me.

He looks at me helplessly as if I were a cranky child. The uninformed who see this scene may think that we are in love or he has a crush on me.

But this is not true.

I put the card in his pocket and clap my hands. "Well, I don't owe you anymore!"

"Are you happy? I'm a troublemaker and you don't have to clean up my mess anymore."

He looks awful, as if he would explode at any moment.

But I don't think I was wrong, so I continue, "Actually, we all got what we deserved. You banged me, and I got the help I needed."

"Do you really think so?" He asks.

My heart aches, but I still pretend to be calm. "Yeah. It's the best result for both of us. We can live our lives without each other."

Although I said so, it's the most agonizing decision of my life. I don't know why, but leaving him is a terrible wrench for me.

But I know I'm doing the right thing. I want to live in peace, so I have to stay goodbye to him.

Sooner or later, everything I went through with him will be forgotten...

Suddenly, he takes me into his arms. I raise my head and see his dark face. I give a relieved smile and ask, "The last hug?"

"Chelsea, you always push my buttons," he says in a low voice.

He's obviously pissed off, but I don't care. "I was just telling the truth."

"You're not allowed to leave me," he says firmly.

I bite my lip. Why does he get to decide everything? Why can't I do what I want?

Placing both hands on his chest, I speak angrily, "Harrison, I don't need you anymore, so I don't have to listen to you. I can do whatever I want!"

"Well see."