Chapter 77


    Harrison''s still wearing a suit. He looks straight at me, with his eyes that seem so calm and yet so


    profound. He keeps expressionless, but I feel there''s a storming.


    "Mr. Stewart, it''s not a good habit to disturb." Callen breaks the silence.


    I find him holding me in his arms, so I push him away subconsciously and move a few steps away


    from him.


    He frowns slightly and looks at me with aplicated expression. Then, he suddenly smiles and


    says to Harrison, "Chelsea is shy. She''s not used to making out in front of outsiders."


    "I didn''t ask you," Harrison says indifferently.


    "Mr. Stewart, Chelsea is my ex- wife. You know, a lot of divorced people are getting back together


    now these days." Callen says with a chuckle.


    Before Harrison speaks, I denied, "Forget it. I wouldn''t be with you if you were the only man in the


    world!"


    Callen is selfish and heartless. No woman


    will ever be happy with him. Actually, I should thank Maisy for having me divorce this jerk!


    I don''t know why, but I nce at Harrison subconsciously after I said that. When I see his mouth tilt


    upwards slightly at the corners, I look away.


    What''s worng with me? Am I insane?


    Callen''s smile dies on his lips. He looks at me and warns. "Don''t forget what I said. Be my woman,


    or you''ll never know the truth!"


    After saying that, he''s ready to leave.


    But Harrison suddenly speaks, "The Cook family is always demanding of its sons- iw. What


    would Maisy''s parents do if they knew you were trying to cheating on her?"


    Callen stops to look at Harrison in disbelief.


    "Who the hell are you? Why do you know so much about Maisy?" He narrows his eyes as he


    questions Harrison.


    Harrison puts his hands in his pockets and smiles. "You can keep looking into me."


    I don''t know what Harrison meant, nor do I think there was any threat in what he said. But Callen


    changes his face and clenches his fist without a word.


    After spending so many years with Callen, I can tell that he has been provoked. I''m afraid that he''s


    gonna fight Harrison.


    But Harrison should not lose, or he might not even bother to fight.


    Apparently, I''m being paranoid again. After looking at Harrison for a while, Callen leaves.


    So Harrison and I are the only ones left. The atmosphere is slightly awkward. He''s not looking at


    me. He just stands there with his hands in his pockets, as if he couldn''t see me.


    A book says the worst thing in the world is a man''s indifference. Men push women over the edge


    with it, and women don''t even have a reason to me them.


    In order not to be angry, I turn around to leave without a word.


    I startforting myself. ''Harrison has nothing to do with me now, so I can ignore him or even treat


    him as a stranger. Maybe that''s why he''s been ignoring me.''


    Ie home in this mood. When I close the door, I seem to see a ck shadow. But when I look


    outside the door, I see no one.


    I feel a bit disappointed. I thought the ck shadow was Harrison.


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    But when I turn around, I see a pair of eyes staring at me. I yelp in fear and my heart races.


    "Am I that scared?"


    It''s Harrison. He followed me into my house without my knowledge.


    I pretend to be calm and re at him angrily. "Aren''t you afraid of having an outsider in your


    house?"


    "I never let outsiders into my house," he says faintly.


    My heart skips a beat. Is he saying that I''m not an outsider to him?


    No, I must get it wrong again.


    "Get out of here!" I open the door and say coldly.


    He nces at me. Just when I think he''s gonna leave, he wraps his arms around my waist and


    closes the door quickly. Then he presses me against the door.


    His face is facing mine, and my lips are only a few millimetres from his. I look away just as he''s


    about to kiss me.


    It was not easy for me to make up my mind to cut him off. If I don''t say no to him now, we will go


    back to the rtionship we had before. I don''t want it.


    My mother''s sudden death hit me hard. But just because I want to be loved doesn''t mean I want to


    be a booty call.


    "If I remember correctly, we''re over now." I try my best to stay calm.


    After a few seconds of silence, he asks, "Why do you get to decide how it starts and ends?"


    "But you agreed!" I feel very wronged when I hear this.


    "I didn''t. I was just giving you a little quiet time. I didn''t allow you to leave me. I thought you knew it."


    My heart sinks. With tears in my eyes, I sneer. "So you want to keep me as your booty call? Or a


    puppet who does exactly what you say?"


    "Why do you have to insult yourself?" His eyes are full of pity, and he reaches out to touch my


    cheek.


    I''mpletely confused. What the hell is he thinking? When I am determined to leave him, he


    forcefully re-enters my life and asks me toe back to him.


    What will he do if I refuse to go back to him?


    I kiss his lips gently, and my tears fall down. They are salty.


    Before he can react, I left his arms. "What if I say no?"