CHAPTER 47

"H..arry, what are you..." I stutter.

"Can't I see you?" Harry walks toward us, until he stops dead in his track. The person next to me looked familiar to him. Shawn pulls off his shade, giving a devilish grin.

"Hello, Harry. It's been a while." Shawn stretches his hands to him but all he could do was look at me, waiting for me to give a good explanation to this but I couldn't say a word.

"The fuck are you doing with my wife?!" Harry rages out, pulling him by his shirt. The other employees were surprised by this drastic news.

"Oh my god, Harry Styles is...." Betty whispers.

"Why don't you ask your wife that question before you do something stupid." Shawn releases himself from his grip.

"El, what is this?" He asks me but I was still scared and frightened with what Harry would do to Shawn.

"Answer me!" He growls.

"Harry, he's my boss. Nothing more I swear."

"What?" He looked confused.

"Harry, let's talk about this when i'm home alright. Not here. People are watching."