The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 198

What could he possibly be hiding from her? Other than his identity.

Had Roxanne figured it out?

Harrison clenched his phone tightly, feeling really uneasy.

He paused, at a loss for words.

Every time he lied before, he was always so cool and composed.

Although he might feel a little anxious inside, he could always successfully fool her.

Listening to Roxanne's questioning tone, which didn't sound like she was joking at all, his nerves

started to jump with tension. His brows furrowed tightly.

However, when he spoke again, he still appeared very calm.

“What secret could I possibly keep from you? I even told you about my bankruptcy and the bank

seizing my house when we married.” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

On the other end of the phone, Roxanne was silent for a moment, then she laughed, somewhat at a

loss for words.

This helpless and slightly angry laughter reached Harrison’s ears.

Even though they were separated by a phone line, even though they were miles apart, Harrison could

hear it clear as day.

His heart tightened a bit more.

He straightened his back and asked, “Roxanne, what’s going on with you today?”

Vincent and Alexander had both warned him to learn how to sweet-talk women.

He tried to put his pride aside and managed a small smile, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have argued with you

just now. Will you stop being mad at me?”

“You think I’m angry because of what you just said?” Roxanne asked coldly. “Harrison, do you really

have no intention of coming clean? This is your last chance.”

Hearing her say this, he suddenly felt that she might actually know his true identity.

Half an hour ago, they had just fought.

He was feeling really annoyed, standing on the balcony, smoking.

At this moment, the cigarette was still held between his knuckles.

“Roxanne, let me finish this cigarette, then I’ll call you back.” He rarely smoked and hung up quickly.

He didn’t explain why he was smoking, and she had never seen him smoke before.

He took a deep drag, the tip of the cigarette glowing brighter.

He exhaled the smoke, watching it swirl and dissipate in front of him.

He might have been trying to hide his inner panic and anxiety, inhaled too quickly and choked himself.

He coughed several times, the coughing getting more violent.

His lungs and throat felt like they were about to be torn apart.

The more he coughed, the more anxious he felt.

People always say smoking can relieve stress and soothe anxiety, but for him, it was the exact

opposite. The more he smoked, the more agitated he felt.

He finished the cigarette.

The butt fell on the expensive carpet, but he didn't care at all.

He had no time to worry about this.

All he could think about was that Roxanne must have figured out his true identity.

Damn!

This was completely out of his plan.

Normally calm and wise, his mind was now in a mess, and he quickly dialed Alexander's number.

Alexander was already in bed, but he always answered Harrison's calls immediately.

"What's up? You need something?" Alexander asked.

Harrison tried to sound as calm as possible, "Roxanne seems to have figured out my true identity."

"If she found out your identity, you should be comforting her, not calling me. I can't help you."

Alexander found him amusing, "Your wife, your responsibility. I told you from the beginning not to hide

your identity, but you wouldn't listen."

Harrison, earnest and sincere, "I want to ask you, how do you apologize and make amends when you

mess up? You're experienced in this area."

Alexander joked, "Harrison, you're only seeking advice now that you're in trouble. Normally, you

couldn't care less about my suggestions."

Harrison asked, “Are you still my good friend?”

Alexander replied, “Then you should be more respectful.”

Harrison said, “Please help me!”

He really had no idea how to make up with a woman.

He had spun such a big lie. Finding an excuse now was hard.

Alexander said, “I have one condition. After you and your wife reconcile, don’t flaunt your love in front

of me. You know I get bored since I divorced. The last thing I want to see is other people being all

lovey-dovey.”

After that, Alexander taught him how to make up with a wife.

Ultimately, he summarized, “Harrison, you need to be sincere, really sincere. If you mess up, admit it,

even if you didn’t do anything wrong, admit it, understand?”

In Warmville, Roxanne hadn't finished speaking, and she was feeling really upset.

She preferred to deal with any situation quickly, not liking to drag things out.

Tonight, she must clear things up with Harrison.

So when Harrison hung up the phone saying he needed to smoke, she thought about it, then redialed

his number.

The line was busy, asking her to dial later.

She didn't wait and dialed again.

Seeing the incoming call display, Harrison's hand holding the phone was a bit shaky.

The cigarette butt he dropped on the floor had charred the carpet.

Harrison could smell the burnt scent, but he had no time to locate the source and quickly answered the

call.

He was very nervous, and his usually steady hand fumbled around with his phone.

Finally, the call went through, and Roxanne asked directly, “Harrison, who were you just on the phone

with?”

“Alex.” Harrison tried to sound as calm as possible.

Roxanne let out a cold laugh, “Alex!?”

Alexander was the Alex he was referring to.

She didn't doubt Harrison's words at the time.

How much trust did she have in Harrison to believe every word he said?

She needed Harrison to explain, “Are you done with your call? Finished your cigarette? Can we talk

now?”

“Roxanne, I’m sorry. Alexander is the Alex I was talking about, he’s my friend. I am the CEO of

Rodriguez Group, the richest man in Seraphim Haven. I think… you must have already known, right…”

Because he was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, whatever he did, he always did it with confidence

and calmly.

But right now, he was all nervous.

Regardless of whether Roxanne knew or not, he had to lay it on the line.

"Anne, I'm really sorry!" he said, the sincerity was palpable, "I didn't mean to pull the wool over your

eyes."

Roxanne said nothing.

Even though she already knew Harrison was the top dog in Seraphim Haven, it wasn't like she heard it

from the horse's mouth.

When that woman spilled the beans, the shock didn't hit her like a ton of bricks like it did now.

He really was the richest guy in Seraphim Haven.

He was the one with the big shot status, owning countless properties and having many companies

under his belt. He wielded significant clout in Seraphim Haven.

She only ever saw this kind of big shot in the news or online.

For Joe Blow, not to mention marrying him, even getting a glimpse was pie in the sky.

But she actually married this big shot.

Even though it was the truth, and she had somewhat come to terms with it, Roxanne still felt like she

was living in a dream.

While she felt like it was all a dream, she was gobsmacked.

How did she hit the jackpot and marry this big shot, becoming his wife?

She couldn't keep her cool about this. Her mind was whirling, "Harrison, why didn't you tell me when

we got hitched?"