The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 87

Whoa!

Alexander managed to rush back before Roxanne could see the photo of him and Harrison. He quickly

flipped the picture frame face down on the table. Roxanne turned her head and looked at Alexander

who had just returned.

Alexander gave an awkward smile. "You can't see this, you... didn't see anything, right?"

"Sorry, I just glanced at it. But don't worry, I didn't see anything in the picture frame you flipped over,"

Roxanne quickly explained.

Alexander breathed a sigh of relief. That was a close call. He almost revealed his relationship with

Harrison.

In order not to make his concern too obvious, after the doctor from the medical room bandaged

Roxanne's forehead wound, he asked the driver to take her home. He told her he had an important

meeting and bid her farewell.

In fact, as soon as Roxanne was driven away by the company's driver, Alexander immediately reported

to Harrison. "Harrison, I've taken care of your wife's situation. The wound on her forehead won't leave a

scar. You can rest assured."

"She's gone?"

"I had the driver take her home. Harrison, your wife is too vigilant. She suspects that I care too much

about her. Her thinking is indeed sharper than most people."

"She is indeed smarter than the average person."

"I've noticed, but luckily we weren't exposed."

Roxanne sat in the car Alexander had arranged. The driver knew she was Harrison's wife, the boss'

wife, but she didn't know they had such a business, so the driver was very careful when driving.

Roxanne couldn't handle the customs issue in time due to the car accident. She had to make a phone

call. Harrison's calls kept coming in, but she couldn't answer them. Once she finished the call, Roxanne

immediately called Harrison back. "Harrison, sorry, I was on the phone with someone. The car accident

has been handled, don't worry."

Harrison pretended not to know. "How did it get sorted out so quickly? I was going to find someone I

know to help you."

"No need, everything's fine now."

Roxanne explained the situation to Harrison and said, "Harrison, don't you think it's too coincidental? I

had a car accident on the highway and ran into such a kind-hearted big boss who was able to help me

solve a huge problem in an instant. It's too coincidental."

Harrison said casually, "It might just be a coincidence."

Roxanne, "Harrison, don't you find it strange? I always feel like I have some value to Mr. Alexander, but

I really don't have any value worth exploiting."

Alexander was right, Roxanne's thinking was not comparable to the average person. It seemed that he

couldn’t fool her anymore. He said calmly, "Anyway, we don't have to sell the house to pay for the car.

Just remember this favor."

When chatting with Harrison, the driver in front was very nervous. He was carrying the wife of the

group's boss, but she didn't know about Harrison's identity. The driver couldn't neglect Roxanne and

couldn't reveal the secret; it was really nerve-wracking.

Roxanne had no idea she had become a rich wife.

...

Four days later, in the early morning, Harrison flew back to Seraphim Haven from London. The plane

landed at six in the morning.

In the summer in Seraphim Haven, the sun was already very bright at six or seven in the morning.

Roxanne, wearing a refreshing long skirt, went to pick him up.

Harrison walked down the steps of his luxury double-decker plane.

Samuel followed him. "Harrison, is Anthony the driver coming to pick you up? Aren't you going to ride

with us?"

Harrison, pulling his suitcase, walked, and said, "My wife is here to pick me up. When we go out later,

keep your distance from me, don't let my wife see you."

Looking at his upright figure and striding pace, Samuel laughed. "No wonder you're walking so fast,

eager to get home to see your wife, huh? But sooner or later, you'll have to let Roxanne know your

identity. When will you tell her."

"The time isn't right yet," Harrison reminded. "Once we go out, keep your distance from me,

understand?"

Samuel, "Don't worry, I won't expose your secret. But, I only heard about Roxanne from Alexander, Can

I take a peek from afar? At least let me know what your wife looks like."

Harrison said coldly, "No."

Samuel, "I'll just take a glance."

Harrison gave him a cold look, and Samuel immediately changed his words, "Okay, okay, okay, she’s

your wife, and only you can see her. I won't look, okay?"

However.

When Harrison and Roxanne met up, Samuel didn't follow Harrison's instructions. He kept watching

Roxanne from a few meters away.

Of course, Roxanne didn't notice. She took the suitcase from Harrison's hand and smiled. "Harrison,

you're finally back. Are you tired from the flight?"

"From the sound of it, you've been looking forward to my return?" Harrison countered. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Roxanne, who was originally looking at Harrison with a smile, quickly looked away. She gripped the

handle of the suitcase and laughed. "I wasn't exactly looking forward to your return, you were going to

work. But I must admit, I did feel a bit strange without you around. Let's go home, you've been on a

plane all night, and you need to get some rest."

"I thought you would miss me," Harrison said seriously.

Roxanne was taken aback. Usually quick with her words, she didn't dare to respond to his topic. She

gripped the handle tightly, pretending to be calm. "So, you want to hear sweet nothings?"

Harrison felt a bit disappointed. "I still prefer the truth." It seemed that the conservative and slow-to-

warm-up Roxanne still didn’t have any feelings for him.

"Let's go." Harrison took the suitcase and held her hand with his other hand. "Let's go home."

She didn't struggle or reject his hand. It felt so good to hold her hand without getting brushed off.

Harrison cherished it even more, holding it tighter. After their fingers intertwined, they stayed locked

together. She didn't reject him, giving him a sense of triumph. At least, she no longer resisted this

intimate handholding.

Holding her delicate hand, Harrison didn't want to let go at all. Roxanne tilted her head slightly, stared

at their intertwined fingers, and gave a shy smile.

She thought she was indifferent to romance. But in fact, she liked the feeling of being held tightly and

being cared for.

Then, Roxanne glanced upward by accident, there was a man whose demeanor was extremely elegant

and noble, staring at her.

That was Samuel. Another major shareholder of the Rodriguez Group.

Roxanne didn't know him. She thought his gaze was a bit strange. When their eyes met, he

immediately looked away.

Roxanne didn't make a big deal of it and continued to be led by Harrison. But when she looked back,

the man was looking at her again, so she slowed down.

"What are you looking at?" Harrison asked, following her gaze.

"That guy keeps staring at me," Roxanne replied.

Harrison turned his gaze to Samuel, sternly. Samuel felt the pressure and quickly looked away.

When they exited the airport, they bumped into Samuel again. Samuel and his team were picked up by

two luxury Bentleys.

"I can't help but marvel, that guy is so rich. He kept looking at us before getting into the car, I wonder

why?" Roxanne couldn't help but say.

In the car, Samuel was still watching Harrison and Roxanne through the rearview mirror.

Harrison texted Samuel. [What are you doing?]

Samuel replied. [Harrison, don't you think it's inappropriate for your wife to pick you up in such a cheap

car? Are you used to it?]

Harrison. [That's my business. As long as I'm happy, it's fine.]

Samuel. [Okay, okay, as long as you and your wife are together, even if it's on a bicycle, it's still

enjoyable. We'll be going first then.]

Roxanne, watching Harrison texting, said, "Harrison, look, that guy in the Bentley is peeking out of the

window at us again. It's so weird."