Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 72

I hadn't been able to reach her before, so she shouldn't have known about it.

She avoided my eyes for a moment before she finally speaks, "It's Jonah. He called me when I got off the plane."

"Jonah?" Then how did he know about it?

"Chelsea, is there something you're not telling me?"

I suddenly panicked as I looked into her eyes. My first reaction is that she knows about my relationship with Harrison.

But even Jonah doesn't know about it. Thinking of this, I feel more relieved and answer with a smile, "Of course no. What do you mean by that?"

"Really?" She asks again.

I nod. "We've known each other for years. I have no secrets from you."

When I said it, I felt awful. What would she do if she knew everything between me and Harrison? Based on her personality, she might be tempted to kill him.

She smiles and nods with satisfaction. "That's great. I was really confused when

Jonah told me about your mom's death. I wondered how he knew about this." "Did you ask him?" I sound worried, so I add, "I'm also confused."

"He said he learned it from a friend of yours." NôvelDrama.Org © content.

So it's Harrison. Other than him, I have no friends in common with Jonah.

Harrison probably told Jonah this because he knew I hadn't been able to get in touch with Sienna and wanted to do me a favor. Thank God Jonah didn't tell her anything he shouldn't have.

Sienna adds, "You left the bar without telling me. I thought you didn't like Jonah. Turns out it's because of your mom."

I look at her with a smile. "I didn't tell you because it was so sudden."

"If only I had been there for you at that time! You must have had a hard time, right? I'm really sorry. I'm not a good friend."

She says self-reproachfully, holding on to my hand.

Her words make me sad. "We've grown up and we need to face a lot of things alone. Although my mother's death hit me hard, it made me strong."

"No matter what, we'll always be besties," she says firmly.

I smile and nod, without saying a word.

In fact, I'm thinking about Jonah.

'What would Sienna do if I told her I didn't like Jonah the first time I met him and didn't think he was the right guy for her?'

In order to get the answer, I ask, "Sienna, is everything okay with Jonah?"

"Yes. He's really sweet." As she speaks, a shy smile appears on her face.

I have never seen her like this. She must be very satisfied with Jonah, which makes me feel worse.

Is it too late to tell her everything?

I clear my throat and say, "There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about."

"What's it?" She looks puzzled.

"If I tell you, you can't be mad."

Hearing this, she instantly becomes serious.

I'm amused and speak helplessly, "I've met Jonah before and I think he's a playboy. I don't know much about him, but I want you to think about your relationship with him."

Then, she breathes a sigh of relief, which confused me. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, I knew he's a playboy long time ago."

I'm lost for words. So I've been worrying about nothing all this time?

I can't help but ask, "Then why are you still dating him? I thought you said you only wanted one relationship in your life."

"He had me at hello." She looks at me and says seriously, "He's the only person I'll ever love. When he came up to me, I asked him if he was hitting on me."

"What?" I've known her for years, but I'm still shocked.

She nods with a smile, "Then we started dating. He is not a very considerate or sweettalking guy, but he always knows what I am thinking."

I can't retort at all.

It's her relationship, so I can't make any judgement. I just hope Jonah's serious about her.

We go to the mall in the afternoon. It's been a long time since we went shopping together.

It's a big mall with lots of high-end stores. I actually prefer small stores where things are cheaper, but Sienna insisted on bringing me here.

"We are no longer young. People will look down on us if we dress too cheaply," she says.

"Why should we care about them?"

"That's why you're still single!"

Wow, that's really hurtful. Everyone around me heard it, which makes me feel really embarrassed.

"Bestie, can you be less mean to me?" I'm really helpless.

"I'm telling the truth. You're gonna make a lot of guys crazy about you in nice clothes!"

I can't help but wonder if Harrison doesn't like my style. Would he like it if I change a little?

With that in mind, I start focusing on shopping.