Chapter 66


    Her expression makes me feel uneasy. Inexplicably, I think about thest time my mom vouched for


    someone. I paid off the debts with Harrison''s help, but it was a lot of money.


    The point is, I can''t turn to Harrison if I go into debt again.


    "If you have anything to say, just say it. Does my mom owe you money?" I speak with a forced


    smile.


    She looks at me doubtfully. "What? No, she doesn''t."


    I breathe a sigh of relief. "Well, then what can I do for you?"


    She enters my house and says after making sure no one is following her, "Chelsea, you and Callen


    are divorced, right? Are you guys still in touch?"


    I''m shocked when she asks that. I subconsciously look behind and feel rxed when I realize


    Harrison is still in the room. But then I think, "Why should I be afraid of him hearing this?"


    Basically, the whole neighborhood knows


    about my divorce. It''s no surprise that my neighbor knows about Callen.


    "Don''t you know about my divorce? I thought this wasn''t news in our neighborhood."


    My subtext is, why are you asking me when you know it?


    "I do." She takes my hand and says seriously, "On the day of your mother''s ident, I saw two


    people go into your house. The man was Callen, but I don''t know who the woman was."


    I feel a buzz in my head, and all kinds of thoughtse to my mind.


    I hold her hand and ask anxiously, "What happened that day? Did you really see Callen? Tell me


    everything."


    "Be gentle." She gets rid of my hand.


    "I''m sorry, I was just too excited." ording to her, Callen may have something to do with my


    mother''s death.


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    She says, "It''s okay, I understand how you feel. But I just saw him with a woman. It took me a long


    time to decide to tell you about this."


    "I''ll go ask him. Thank you."


    After she left, I sit on the sofa and with my mind in a mess.


    I haven''t spoken to Callen since our fight the other night. Supposedly, he came to my house for me,


    but why was he with a woman? Was that woman Maisy?


    I take out my phone with trembling hands.


    "What''s going on?" Harrisones out and asks worriedly when he sees my face.


    "I''m calling Callen." I quickly dial Callen''s number.


    But no one answers the phone. I call him again, but the result doesn''t change.


    At this time, I''ve already calmed down. I think of a million reasons why he didn''t answer the phone,


    one of which is guilt.


    Harrison walks up to me and asks, "What happened?"


    "My neighbor came to me just now and told me something." I look at him seriously. "Callen came to


    my house with a woman on the day when my mom had an ident. That woman should be Maisy."


    He looks surprised, and then he says, "Maybe he came here for you. I don''t think he would hurt


    your mom."


    It''s true. My mom was very nice to Callen when I was still his wife. He wouldn''t hurt my mother as


    long as he has a heart.


    But what my neighbor said keeps ringing in my ears. I still want to go to Callen and ask him what


    happened that day.


    I go back to my room and change my clothes. When I''m about to leave, I turn around and ask


    Harrison, "Can you give me a ride?"


    He''s backlit, so I can''t see his face.


    On the way, I''ve been very flustered. I want to know the result, but I am afraid to know the result.


    "If it is rted to him, he may not tell you the truth," Harrison suddenly says.


    Looking out of the window, I whisper, "It doesn''t matter. I just want to know his side of story."


    Or this matter''s gonna haunt me for the rest of my life.


    I''ve lived with Callen for a long time, so I can tell whether he''s telling the truth.


    Even if he has nothing to do with my mother''s death, I still want to know why he came to my house


    that day.


    It''s already 9 p.m. when I arrive at Callen''s house. He isn''t answering my calls, so I have to try to


    open the door with abination lock.


    I tried the code I used when I lived here. I thought it wouldn''t work, but I was wrong.


    "It''s open!" I turn to Harrison excitedly.


    Harrison follows me in with meaningful expression. "Looks like Callen still loves you."


    I snort. So what if he still loves me? I have nothing but disgust for him now.


    They live on the third floor. I don''t want to wait for the elevator, so we take the stairs.


    "Why don''t you go to hell, you old hag!"


    I hear the curse when I just arrive at the third floor. It shoulde from Maisy.


    I lean forward and see Maisy''s back. Callen is standing in front of her with obvious anger. His mom


    is standing behind him.


    Callen lowers his voice and says, "Mind your words. If you keep insulting my mom, I''m gonna kick


    your ass!"


    "Oh, I''m so scared!" Maisyughs at him. "What can you do? I''m telling you, you would never have


    made it this far without me!"


    "Haven''t I done enough for you? I became the other woman for you, but your mother keeps telling


    me what to do! I''m not Chelsea, so don''t think you can bully me!"


    Maisyughs arrogantly. Standing at the corner of the stairs, I clench my hands tightly. What


    happened two years agoes to my mind again.


    As Iy in my hospital bed begging Maisy, her smile was as arrogant as it is now. She hasn''t


    changed a bit, has she?


    Harrison gently ces his hands on my shoulders, making me feel better.


    "You know what? At that time, Chelsea was carrying a boy. I bribed the doctor so he told you it was


    a girl. Surprise!" Maisy keepsughing.