I chuckled suddenly. "It's just a chat. Why are you so serious?"
He didn't say anything, but he was obviously relieved, although I didn't quite understand what it meant to let out a sigh of relief.
"Chelsea, you're a good woman." He held me in his arms and put his chin on my head. "I don't want you to get hurt."
"I don't want to get hurt either," I muttered.
In this life, people were short of everything, just that they were not short of injuries. It wasn't easy to say that they had a long way to go. Similarly, I had to be careful with men because I had suffered losses.
Harrison was an exception. He helped me so much that I couldn't help wanting to rely on him. Only by relying on him could I continue to live. He was like oxygen, and I continued to live.
In the beginning, Harrison accompanied me every day, but I knew that he would stay in the study most of the day. He should be dealing with things. Even if he was rich, he had something to deal with.
I told him more than once that he could rest assured to go to work, and I could do it alone. When I first left the hospital, I told him that he would not agree, so I could do nothing about it. But after last night's communication, he said that he had to go out the next morning.
"I told you I'm fine. You can go out with peace of mind." I smiled.
He tied his tie and took a deep look at me. "Are you really okay?"
"Which one are you talking about? It's okay. I'm sure I'm fine."
"I'll come back early to bring you something to eat. You haven't fully recovered yet. Don't go out and run around," he said.
When he went out, I stood at the door and watched him. It was such a harmonious scene. This was the family life I wanted. If there was a baby sent to kindergarten, it would be perfect.
When the car drove out of the garage, Harrison stopped at the door and rolled down the window. "Don't come out. Go back and have a good rest."
"Got it. Be careful on the way."
I smiled and waved goodbye. When he disappeared completely, my smile slowly disappeared. I turned around and leaned against the back of the door. I closed my eyes and tried to calm down.
Because he was worried that I could play with my mobile phone, Harrison kept my mobile phone and turned it off these days. He explained that he could only play it when I was well, but he probably didn't know that I finally turned it on when he took a shower last night.
All the messages were sent by Sienna, asking me how I was, whether I was well, and so on. The point was that she also sent a message, saying that there was nothing wrong with Abbie at home.
If this was normal, I might find it strange and think that Sienna had sent me the wrong message. But what happened now made me not think so. I instinctively felt that Sienna's message was related to my injury.
The sound of running water came from the bathroom. I stared at the unusually calm screen. Before Harrison came out, I put the phone back in its original position and pretended that nothing had happened.
I thought of what I asked Harrison last night and how he answered me. No matter how I thought about it, I felt that something was wrong. I felt that there was something wrong with the matter, but I couldn't tell where it was. He happened to go out today. I thought I should meet Sienna and figure out the whole thing.
"You finally called me. I thought you were hidden
by Harrison!"
As soon as the phone was connected, Sienna's excited voice came from the other side.
I smiled and replied, "I just woke up with a weak body, so I didn't contact you."
"What is the relationship between you and Harrison? With your current situation, I suspect that you are very suspicious. And Abbie's mind is too bad to be accepted. I really don't understand how Jonah and Harrison can stand it." Sienna kept complaining on the phone.
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