The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 324

Dominic wondered if he had mixed up the time.

Rising from his spot in front of the TV, he returned to his home office to get back to work.

The year Roxanne was pregnant, he had quit his corporate job to freelance from home.

As a top-tier international hacker, making money was a piece of cake for someone like him.

Plus, he had made some savvy investments.

Stocks, bonds, a bit of foreign currency here and there.

In the past couple of years, Dominic bought low and sold high within a few short months.

He invested and cashed out at over 4.4 billion in just a few months.

Investment gurus like him didn't need to clock in at a nine-to-five.

After he turned off the TV, he immersed himself in international news, blending it with analysis of his NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

various foreign currency investments.

Currency rates were directly tied to global events.

As a successful investor, Dominic needed a keen eye for international affairs and a knack for accurate

judgment.

So he had to be well-versed in global goings-on.

His contacts included foreign politicians and seasoned frontline journalists.

From them, he could get the latest developments—information that the average person couldn’t

access.

Today, however, he was distracted.

His investment notebook, usually filled with charts and annotations, was blank.

Dominic twirled a black pencil between his fingers, a deep furrow forming between his brows.

He wondered if his restlessness had anything to do with the fact that there was no interview with

Evelyn in tonight's financial section.

He wasn't sure.

The pen stopped spinning.

Deciding he needed to freshen up, he went to brew a cup of coffee before settling down to thoroughly

analyze his investment strategies.

The coffee did the trick, sort of.

But as he poised to sketch a graph, his hand instead scrawled the name Eve.

Eve.

Might as well finish it, he thought, and added the remaining letters to form Evelyn on the notebook.

He tapped the pen, contemplative.

Over the past decade, the push and pull with Evelyn played out in his mind.

For ten years, she chased, and he dodged.

She was passionate, while he was aloof.

She was Cupid, arrow-nocked, chasing him tirelessly, while he, clad in a bulletproof vest, soared out of

reach.

For ten years, he hadn't given Evelyn a single chance.

Ten years!

How many decades does one have in a lifetime?

Thinking of the persistent woman, Dominic rubbed his furrowed brow.

Screw it.

He'd just call and check in.

The person who picked up Evelyn’s phone, though, was Roxanne.

Evelyn had just come out of surgery and was moved to the ICU, under observation for 24 hours.

Her phone had been with Harrison, who was busy calling her parents and had passed it to Roxanne.

Evelyn had saved his number under a peculiar name: "Till death do us part."

What a bizarre contact name, Roxanne thought.

It wasn't until she heard Dominic's voice that she realized what it meant.

That girl, how deeply she must love Dominic.

To the point of wanting to share a life and a grave with him.

Usually, Roxanne saw Evelyn as a formidable businesswoman in her interviews, never guessing she

harbored such romantic notions.

And then, a twinge of guilt.

Evelyn loved Dominic so much, and Roxanne had almost stolen him away.

She really shouldn't have.

"Dominic, it's me. Evelyn can’t come to the phone right now," Roxanne said into the phone.

Dominic paused briefly, "Why do you have President Miller's phone?"

"I was about to call you myself. Evelyn had an accident today and is now in the hospital," Roxanne

explained briefly.

Dominic immediately asked with urgency, "Is she hurt? Is it serious?"

Roxanne was somewhat reassured by his tone.

Dominic wasn’t entirely indifferent towards Evelyn after all.

She relayed the details of Evelyn’s condition to Dominic.

Dominic wasted no time, "I'm heading to the hospital now. Send me the address and her room

number."

He was already on his way out of the office, down the stairs, grabbing his car keys from the foyer, and

out the door.

Outside, winter had Seraphim Haven in its grip.

The coastal city had winds that cut like knives despite the temperature lingering in the teens.

Dominic stepped out in a light shirt, a woolen cardigan, and flip-flops - his attire a testament to his

urgency.

By the time he reached the hospital and felt the biting wind, he realized his oversight.

But it was too late to change.

He went straight to Evelyn's ward.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, Roxanne called, "Dominic, Evelyn's parents are here; just

thought I'd give you a heads-up."

"Why give me a heads-up?" he asked, pausing outside the elevator doors.

Roxanne hesitated, "Well..."

After all, they were Evelyn’s parents, potentially Dominic’s future in-laws.

But mentioning that now seemed premature.

How Roxanne hoped Evelyn could win Dominic’s heart and that they could be together.

So, she bluntly said, "Anyway, just try to look decent in front of her parents."

"What's there to fuss about looking decent?" He was there to visit Evelyn, after all.

"I'm getting in the elevator, gotta hang up."

Evelyn's surgery had been over for an hour or two.

The doctor said she would probably wake up in about an hour.

She was just coming to now.

Blinking her eyes open, she saw her father, Kyle, sitting in a wheelchair by her bedside, his face etched

with worry and sorrow, and her mother, Gloria, whose eyes were swollen from crying.

She also saw Harrison and Roxanne.

Her gaze drifted unconsciously elsewhere.

It seemed Dominic wasn't there.

What a letdown.

After a brush with death, the first person she longed to see upon waking was Dominic.

Her parents were well aware of their daughter's fondness for Dominic, and the two had quietly inquired

about his background.

Gloria, understanding her daughter's feelings, saw the disappointment in Evelyn's eyes and quickly

took her hand.