The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 199

"I..." Harrison was at a loss for words.

He was on the other end of the line, not really knowing how to put it.

Meanwhile, Roxanne, despite being miles away in Warmville, was filled with questions.

These past few days, her mind was filled with doubts, waiting for his answers.

Today, she decided to clear things up with him, or else these doubts would keep nagging her.

"Harrison, I don't want to talk about the fact that you've been hiding your true identity from me. What's

done is done. There's no point in me bringing that up again. You're the richest guy in Seraphim Haven,

and I get it. You have your reasons.

But now, I want to ask you some questions, and you have to answer me honestly, no more lies. You

know, honesty is the foundation of a marriage. Without it, it won’t last."

Harrison's voice was firm, "I promise to answer honestly. No more lies, or else..."

"Harrison." Roxanne cut him off, "Don't make promises you can't keep, especially to a woman. I will

take it seriously. Think before you speak."

"Ask away." Harrison felt a relief, but it also made him more nervous, more uneasy.

He was standing on the balcony with his hands on the railing, gripping it tightly, then letting go, then

gripping it again.

He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.

He was curious about what Roxanne would ask next but also dreading it.

He didn't know what her response would be.

The more anxious he felt, the tighter he gripped the railing.

Without hesitation, Roxanne asked, "When we got married, it wasn't because you had ulterior motives,

right? It was just because your dad forced you, right?"

"Yes." Harrison didn't dare to lie anymore, "Even though I was reluctant, the day I met you, I knew you

were different from the others."

Roxanne still sounded annoyed, and she said coldly, "I didn't ask for your opinion. Just answer the

question."

"Alright, ask away." Harrison listened quietly, not daring to interrupt her.

Roxanne continued, "When we first got married, you were suspicious of me, right? Otherwise, you

wouldn't have agreed to my prenup, accepting the fact that I wouldn't want any of your money after the

divorce, am I right?"

"Yes."

"So that's the real you." Roxanne sneered.

Businessmen will be businessmen. Even marriage is a calculated move.

Harrison, on the other end of the line, was cursing his luck, but he didn't have the guts to argue. He

could only laugh bitterly.

That sad smile, in the evening breeze of Seraphim Haven, seemed helpless, "Anne, it's not like that

now. I'm not suspicious of you anymore, and I want to give you houses, cars, and cards. I want you to

live a worry-free life, and I don't want you to struggle."

"Thanks!" Roxanne was filled with mixed feelings.

She didn't notice the snow outside the kitchen window was getting heavier. All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

The snow in Warmville, although beautiful, only made Roxanne feel cold.

The confusion in her heart was just like the snowflakes outside.

She opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony, trying to catch the falling snowflakes, but came

up empty-handed.

Some things seemed within reach but didn't really belong to her.

She said thoughtfully, "Harrison, have you ever thought that what you want to give me might not be

what I really need."

"Anne, I am your husband. Everything I have is yours, whether you need it or not." Harrison was quick

to reply.

Roxanne laughed. Her smile seemed forced.

She held the phone, silently listening to his words.

She didn't respond. Her other hand which wasn't holding the phone, reached out, hovering in the air.

A snowflake landed on her palm, but it quickly melted.

The snowflake was there one moment, gone the next.

Just like her parents once loved her, or maybe they never did, leaving her with a sense of insecurity.

The same went for Harrison.

When she found out he was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, she didn't feel lucky or happy but less

secure.

Looking at the snowflakes falling from the night sky, she asked, "Harrison, do you still want to continue

this marriage?"

"What about you?" Harrison countered, "After finding out that I'm the richest man in Seraphim Haven,

are you angry? Do you blame me? Do you still want to continue this marriage?"

Roxanne stood in the cold wind, forgetting about her stomachache.

She hoped the cold wind would clear her mind. Only then could she make the right decision.

She didn't want to leave any regrets in her life.

She invested a lot of emotions in this marriage, even transforming from a woman without a sense of

belonging to a woman with a home.

She didn't want to be alone, and she didn't want to part with Harrison.

"Harrison, I once said that a good marriage requires equality. But we are not equals..."

"Anne, are you suggesting a divorce?" Harrison's voice was grave.

Looking at the night sky of Seraphim Haven, his shoulders sagged.

His eyes dimmed, filled with pain.

He said fearfully, "Roxanne..."

"Let me finish." Roxanne said, "Although we are not equals, I will try to accept this fact. I will also try..."

"Anne, as my wife, you don't have to try so hard."

"Harrison, you should know that whether you're the richest man in Seraphim Haven or not, I will still try

to make my own money. I want to be financially independent."

He didn't know what to say, and she was still the independent Roxanne.

But her obsession with making money made him feel neglected.

He pleaded, "Anne, can you balance your work and family life? Don't neglect me like before."

Roxanne said, "Harrison, I'm not done."

He waited for her to finish.

She continued, "The man I knew before was a bankrupt worker, an honest and responsible man. Now,

you're the richest man in Seraphim Haven, and I need to reconsider our relationship, I also need to

adapt to your new identity. So, please give me some time."

Standing at the railing, Harrison clutched the pillar, his nerves all over the place, "If you can't cope,

would you divorce me?"

"I can't answer you right now." Roxanne was in turmoil, too.

She was just a small-time entrepreneur, always on the brink of bankruptcy.

She had no connections, no fancy background.

The reason Harrison wanted to stick with her was maybe he found her different from all those rich girls.

People are like that. In a life filled with rich food, when a simple plate of vegetables appears, they'd

often opt for the veggies. But if they only have veggies for a long time, they'd get sick of it and start to

miss the taste of meat.

She had no idea how long this feeling Harrison had for her would last.

She also didn't know if their unequal marriage would bring about new conflicts if they could really carry

on.

There were too many unknowns in the future. That was why she couldn't answer Harrison, which

stirred a sense of unease in him.

His upright back and shoulders suddenly felt heavy.

In the deep night, a hint of pain crossed his handsome face, "Anne, we've been married for half a year

now. Have you ever loved me?"