Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 34

I do, but what's the point? My marriage died with my child.

The position of general manager requires contacts, ability, and financial resources, but Callen doesn't have any of them. When they made me kill my child and sign the divorce paper, Callen said Maisy could help him with his career. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Then his career did get better, and he was promoted to a general manager.

You have to resign to fate, or reality's gonna kick your ass.

"I lost because I married a jerk who brought a son- preferring mother- in- law and a shameless mistress into my life!" I sneer.

If he just wanted to see me angry and desperate, he succeeded.

I thought he would ridicule me, but he says lightly, "You lost because you didn't stand on your own and grow up. You were so attached to your ex-husband that you lost everything when he left you. You still don't get it."

"Don't lecture me. My mother- in- law didn't want my child because she thought it was a

girl, and at the same time Maisy showed up. That's why my family was ruined."

Harrison lightly shakes his head. "You still don't understand? Your family would be ruined even without Maisy. You and Callen aren't from the same world and you two are not right for each other."

Even though my marriage was ruined, I couldn't accept his judgment of it!

"The same world? Am I not on the same planet as him? We may have had our problems, but Maisy was the main reason we got divorced!" I roar in tears.

For a second, I suspect that Harrison is God's punishment for not living my life well.

'He was my savior at the beginning, but why did he suddenly become like this?' As I think about it, my eyes filled with tears.

Harrison gently takes me into his arms and pats me on the back.

I hate him for playing me so close to the vest. Can't he just leave me alone? Why does he have to bring up my sad past over and over?

I can only lie in his arms like a kitten, whimpering. I can't say no to him because he's the man who gives me all the help I need.

How ironic and pathetic it is!

He stays calm. "I promised to help you, but I hope I could see you grow."

"Callen and Maisy seem to be doing well, but only they know if it's true. The point is, you must live better than them. Don't you ever want them to envy you?"

I slowly stop crying and sit down. "Harrison, I appreciate your help and certainly will repay you. But you haven't walked in my shoes, so please do not tell me how to live. I have my own principles and methods of doing things." "But your principles and methods put your mother in the hospital."

His voice is calm, but makes me explode. "Who are you to judge my life? I went to Callen and Maisy, but they just ignored me! I'm not you. I don't have a bank card that solves everything!"

Like an angry cat, I glare at him with hatred. But he stays expressionless, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Harrison has never interfered with my private life before. I don't know what's gotten into him today, but I hate it when he talks to me like that.

I open the door and say, "I'm tired. Goodbye, Mr. Stewart!"

Regardless of his reaction, I get out of the car and walk directly to the community. He turns on the lights as before until I enter my house.

He acted as if nothing had happened, but I'm already broken inside.

After a shower, I lie on my bed. I look at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep at all. My mind's filled with what Harrison said and tears flow down my cheeks.

The man who helped me so many times has opened my wounds cruelly. I can't even describe how sad I am now.

At this moment, I would rather he helped me with some purpose. In that case, I'd be equal to him.

Just as I am falling asleep, the text message suddenly wakes me up. When I find it's an interview text, I'm totally awake.

I've been sending out a lot of resumes online, but nothing's come back. The company that's texting me right now has the best benefits. The point is, it's an educational institution and I have relevant work experience.

This message's like a piece of driftwood pulling me out of the deep sea. I'm already picturing my successful interview. If I economize, I can pay off my debts in a few years or more.

As long as I don't owe Harrison any more money, I won't have to worry about what he says. I feel like I'm full of hope.

Early the next morning, I put on my best dress and light makeup for the interview. When I arrive at the company, I see several people who are also here for an interview.

They look young and energetic. All of a sudden, I'm a little depressed, because most companies prefer younger women.

I'm the last interviewee. When I give my resumes to the interviewers, I find one of the interviewers is Sean Fletcher, my classmate from high school!

Obviously, he recognized me, too. He gives me a gesture of silence, indicating that I should not speak. Right, it's not a good time to say hello to someone you know.

As soon as I walk out of the room after the interview, I hear someone calling my name. I turn around and see Sean.

"Chelsea, I'm very happy to be your colleague."