Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)
Chapter 343

My heart skipped a beat, but in order not to see through my uneasiness, I forced a smile and said, "I didn't participate in my previous life, just like he didn't participate in my previous life. In this case, why should I care so much?"

"You!" Maisy's face turned red with anger.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go to work first. I hope we won't have a chance to meet again in the future."

As soon as I finished speaking, I couldn't wait to leave. I didn't expect to be stopped by Maisy as soon as I turned around. Before I could speak, I said, "Even if you don't want to know, I still have to say it. Aviana is not only Harrison's first love, but also their childhood sweetheart!"

Hearing this, my mind went blank for a moment and I looked at her without saying a word.

What surprised me wasn't that Harrison and Aviana were each other's first love, but that they were childhood sweethearts. It wasn't that I didn't know how deep the meaning of childhood sweethearts was. Almost all women would mind that men had childhood sweethearts.

"Is it very painful?" Maisy asked me with a pure smile.

I waited for a long time before I shook off her hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you no matter what I do."

This time, I really turned around and left without hesitation, and my speed was very fast, as if someone was chasing me.

Because I don't know what happened behind her because I didn't turn around. Maybe I never took her seriously, so I don't have to worry too much.

Back at the office, everyone saw me and kept greeting them, asking me why I came to work after I asked for leave. I perfunctorily said that the matter had been solved, and I didn't want to say anything else. And my colleagues probably saw that I was not in the mood to press down, so they also left one by one.

I sat in my seat and looked at the computer, but I kept recalling what Maisy had said just now, repeating her first love and childhood sweetheart. It was undeniable that I cared about it very much, but I still couldn't help it.

"But why is it like this? I'm obviously a divorced woman, and my status is not as good as Harrison's. In principle, as long as Harrison doesn't dislike me, I should be very happy, but I'm secretly thinking about these things here."

"What's the point of arguing? Those things that they have been together with have already happened a few years ago. As long as Harrison is with me now, it will be fine. Yes, as long as the person who is with him now is me."

"I still have time to pay attention to work here. It seems that Sister Chelsea is indeed ready to marry into a rich and powerful family. She doesn't care about work at all."

When I was comforting myself, I was pulled back by this sentence. I turned my head and saw Liu Qian standing next to me with a chuckle. I looked at her and said nothing. Then I turned to look at the computer.

However, Liu Qian didn't give up because I didn't leave her. She approached me, deliberately lowered her voice and said, "In fact, I think it's good for Sister Chelsea not to go to work. She doesn't have to worry about food and clothing every day as a housewife. Isn't that what all women look forward to? But..."

Liu Qian changed the topic and said awkwardly, "Men nowadays like to have a fresh feeling. When that time comes, Mr. Stewart might..."

I stopped holding the mouse and slowly looked up at Liu Qian beside me. She said to me with a simple and harmless smile, "But Mr. Stewart is not like that kind of person, so you can rest assured. Sister Jian'an."

"Anything else?" I tried my best to keep my tone calm.

Liu Qian was a little stunned, and then she smiled awkwardly. "I just wanted to ask you because you just came to work, Sister Chelsea, and you were a little out of your mind."

"Then I'll thank you for your concern for me." After that, I ignored her and focused on my own business.

Although I said it, Liu Qian still stood where she was for a while before leaving. She probably wanted to see if I was telling the truth or if I was sad.

Maybe the result of this matter disappointed her. I was not sad enough to cry, nor did I blame her. It was not because I was kind and unwilling to argue with her, but because I was too tired to say a word. When it was almost time to get off work, there was a sudden uproar in the company, as if something was about to happen.

Feeling uneasy, I tugged at the sleeve of one of my colleagues beside me. "What happened? Why are everyone so agitated?"

My colleague looked at me with unclear meaning, as if I knew what was going on, but

I deliberately asked.

Receiving this kind of unfriendly look, I loosened my hand and pretended to say unintentionally, "I thought you knew what was going on. I didn't pay attention to it just now."

Since Harrison announced his relationship with me, the colleagues in the company had always had a dark and unclear attitude toward me. It couldn't be said that it was good or bad, but you couldn't say exactly what was wrong.

I can only keep telling myself that I've thought too much about everything.

"The director informed us at the meeting that there will be a leader in charge of our group before we get off work." Just when I thought that her colleague would not speak, she suddenly said.

I thought back to the meeting in the afternoon, but I couldn't remember such a thing. It was all because I heard those words from Maisy that I was not in the mood to think about other things all day. It was really

a mess.

The colleague looked at me and said softly, "Don't worry. Your identity is different from ours. You will be fine."

"What?" I looked at her in confusion.

The colleague who heard me put a hand on my shoulder and said in a comforting tone, "I know your situation, so you don't have to hide it from me."

My colleague's words made me more confused. I began to doubt if there was anything I didn't know other than the leader's position. I thought I would think about it for a long time, but soon I understood what my colleague said.

As soon as his colleagues finished speaking, the director appeared. "Let's put down our work first. Let me introduce new colleagues to you."

With that, he leaned to one side and motioned for the people behind him to come over. He didn't forget to say with a smile, "In fact, they don't belong to the new colleagues. They used to stay in our company."

I could clearly feel that when I said this, the director's eyes fell on me intentionally or unintentionally. At this time, I already felt that something was wrong, but what exactly was wrong? I could only put all the answers on my new colleague.

The sound of high heels was sharp and earpiercing. I couldn't help but frown, and then I saw Abbie standing beside the director, smiling like a flower.

It wasn't until this moment that I understood the meaning in the director's eyes, as well as what his colleagues had told me. It turned out that everyone knew that Abbie was coming back, and I hadn't heard a single word from beginning to end.

"I'm Abbie. Nice to meet you, everyone."

Listening to the applause around me, I could only look at Abbie in front of me with mixed feelings, and she was looking at me with a smile.