The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 293

A bitter laugh sliced through the silence, forcing Dominic to turn, to look.

The eyes that met his were bright but filled with a desolate mirth.

Dominic's throat tightened.

His lips moved slightly, but found no words to console Evelyn.

Indeed.

The painful experience of unrequited love, that he had known all too well for the past decade, was

something Evelyn was also intimately acquainted with.

Evelyn laughed bitterly again.

“Dominic, you know, Nora once told me, if I found you too hard to chew, I should let go. It’s not like I

lack men in my life.”

“I’ve been biting at you for eight years, even a tough steak would’ve softened by now.”

“You probably think I’m annoying, don’t you? As soon as you break up with someone, I’m immediately

there, clinging to you again.”

“Very annoying, right?”

Dominic began, “No, it's not.”

Love can't be forced just like him and Roxanne.

Even though he met Roxanne first.

Even though they grew up together, like two peas in a pod.

However, Roxanne's heart only had room for one man.

He gave a wry smile, “Ms. Miller, I can't give you the love you desire, I don't want to hold you back.”

Love is too tiring.

He didn’t want to get involved again.

He wanted to be alone.

Perhaps because Evelyn was suffering from the same affliction, his gaze softened when he looked at

her.

He advised kindly, “Ms. Miller, don't waste your time on me.”

“Can you stop calling me Ms. Miller and call me Evelyn, or Eve?”

Dominic’s lips thinned.

He didn't intend to change his form of address.

“Fine.” Evelyn forced a smile.

She raised her hand, covering her eyes.

Not wanting Dominic to see the unwelcome tears.

Moisture clung to her eyelashes and blurred her vision.

She wiped away the tears and turned back to Dominic, her eyes once again lively and bright.

“Dominic, falling for you really is a hassle.”

“But I'm not afraid of the trouble.”

“Sooner or later, you will call me Eve.”

“And when that time comes, you won't be able to call me enough.”

Humph!

She would deal with him then.

She had plenty of patience.

At this point, the plane was already in the sky.

Outside the window, the clouds stretched out in all directions, a sight of unparalleled beauty.

Looking at the clouds, Evelyn took a deep breath, mentally encouraging herself,

‘Keep going, don't give up. Whether it's a hard rock or a cold, ancient iron, you can chip it away.’

The Rolls Royce glided through the traffic on the airport road.

Today, because of the child in the car, Anthony drove with utmost caution.

Several black Mercedes trailed the Rolls Royce.

Angela occasionally glanced at the following cars, curiously asking,

“Daddy, why do you always have so many followers whenever I see you?”

Followers referred to bodyguards.

But Angela didn’t know.

Angela also didn’t know that her Mr. Hard was the wealthy owner of Seraphim Haven.

“Daddy, will you suddenly leave us one day like Uncle?”

“Uncle?”

“Uncle Domi.”

“Why did Domi become an uncle?”

“Domi said that an uncle is the closest relative to Angela and Mommy.”

Harrison pondered.

Dominic really had it hard.

This man, who was like a brother to him.

His thoughts returned to the present, patting Angela's head, “Daddy will never leave you and mommy.”

“Pinky promise.”

Angela extended her chubby pinky.

Hooking it with Mr. Hard's little finger.

Her hand was so small and soft.

Harrison’s heart melted.

It seemed that the little girl did like him, he just hadn’t spent enough time with her.

Perhaps tired, Angela fell asleep in Harrison's arms.

Only then did Harrison turn his gaze to Roxanne, who was sitting next to him, leaning against the

window, lost in thought.

Outside the window, autumn was in full swing.

A row of ginkgo trees, their leaves blown away by the wind.

The leaves fluttered past the window, casting a melancholy shadow in Roxanne's eyes.

She was unhappy.

He knew.

Roxanne didn't know how long she had been in deep thought.

She had pondered many questions.

And couldn’t figure out what was the purpose of life?

When she came back to her senses, she met Harrison's gaze, filled with concern and pity.

The emotions in her eyes became more complex.

But soon, they returned to calm and tranquillity.

“Thank you for bringing Angela and me back. After the airport highway, you can drop us off at any

intersection.”

“Dad misses Angela. It's dinner time anyway, why don't we all go home and have a meal together?”

Harrison sought her opinion.

Now, he didn't want to do anything to hurt her anymore.

For everything, he wanted to know her wishes first.

She replied, “You can take Angela to see Grandpa then. I'll get off at the intersection. I have to go back

to the office.”

“You're such a workaholic. You're feeling terrible, yet you're still thinking about work.”

Roxanne didn’t argue.

She was indeed feeling terrible.

She didn’t want to put up a front anymore.

She had completely failed Dominic, who loved her.

And Harrison, who she loved, she couldn't accept him anymore.

She was probably the most cowardly and worst person in the world.

She didn't dare to step forward in love or being loved.

Half an hour later, Angela was taken to Grandpa's mansion by Harrison.

Letting grandpa look after her.

Vincent cherished his granddaughter like a pearl in his palm.

With grandpa, Angela was safe.

Harrison then took Roxanne back to the office.

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When they reached the office building, Roxanne got out of the car.

Harrison followed, “I'll walk you up.”

“There's no need, you must be busy.”

“I am busy, but for you, I can make time.”

“As you wish.”

She was too tired today to engage in a war of words with Harrison.

She turned and walked towards the office building.

Her slender figure seemed filled with endless fatigue.

Harrison followed, his heart aching.

In the three years since she had given birth, Roxanne's business had skyrocketed.

The headquarters moved to the bustling CBD.

This kind of formal building, strict in its regulations.

Entrance required a card.

Roxanne swiped her card, and walked in.

Harrison had no card, so he had to follow her closely at the checkpoint.

Since he was a new face, and acting suspiciously, the security guard immediately stopped him.

"Sir, which company are you from, please show your work badge."

Harrison was quite embarrassed.

Imagine him, the wealthiest man of Seraphim Haven, being stopped like this by a security guard while

chasing his wife.

Roxanne did not want him to be too embarrassed, so she turned around, and called out, "He's with

me."

The security guard immediately apologized respectfully, "Sorry, Mr. Martinez."

Roxanne said it was fine and continued walking.

Maybe because she had something on her mind, she didn't notice she had arrived at the elevator going

down.

Harrison wanted to call out to stop her, but she had already walked into the elevator.

He had no choice but to follow.

The two of them took the downward elevator to the second basement floor.

They encountered moving office furniture for the new company.

A large cabinet was squeezed in.

The mover, separated by the bulky cabinet, apologized and said, "Sorry, it's a bit crowded, could you

please move a bit."

Roxanne and Harrison were forced to retreat to the corner of the elevator.

The cabinet stuffed in, just right to squeeze them into the right-angle area of the elevator.

Without deviation, the two of them were tightly pressed together.

Roxanne had to lean against the elevator wall.

Even so, the firm and upright chest in front of her was still inseparable from her.

With a slight lift of her eyes, she could see his sexy Adam's apple at close range.

His heatwave-like breath was inhaled by her.

Perhaps wanting to protect her, Harrison drew out one hand, reaching over her head, carefully

shielding her.

His other hand was braced against the elevator wall, tightly encircling her, to prevent her from being

hurt by the corner of the cabinet being brought in.

This posture was ambiguous and entangled.

Just like two lovers in a passionate embrace, kissing each other.

Although they had done everything before, they were a bit reserved because they had been separated

for more than three years.

Harrison tried his best to divert his attention, working hard to suppress the long-lost impulse.

But the person in front of him was the woman he had been longing for.

The one he wanted to hold in his dreams.

The familiar scent of her body wash stirred up all his past memories, leaving his mind in a mess.

Harrison simply could not use reason to restrain himself any longer.

He wanted to throw away all that so-called reason and gentlemanliness, and kiss her passionately.