The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 287

Harrison had pursued her all the way to the parking lot.

Finally, he caught up with Roxanne.

The chubby man who had insulted Roxanne had sparked his anger.

The veins on his forehead throbbed with tension.

His grip on the man's wrist tightened with ease.

The man winced in pain, "Mr. Rodriguez, is there any misunderstanding?"

The man recognized him as the president of the Chamber of Commerce and the richest man in

Seraphim Haven.

But he didn’t recognize the woman.

All Harrison had to do was to tell the man that Roxanne was the mother of his child, his beloved

woman, and the big-belly man would run away in fear.

But he didn't.

He and Roxanne had divorced a year ago.

Then Nora had an accident.

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forces that could manipulate national politics.

Even though he was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, holding up against these forces was like

trying to block a car with one's arms.

Despite this, he still carried the mission of a national entrepreneur to protect the 6G technology from

being plundered by international oligarchs.

In such a situation, he would not publicly announce his relationship with Roxanne.

Especially after Nora had an accident, he protected his relationship with Roxanne very well.

The outside world had no idea.

If it wasn't for this purpose, he really wanted the big-belly man to know who the woman he had insulted

was.

Suppressing his anger, his eyes were sharp, "Beat it!"

When he let go, the big-belly man bowed and apologized several times.

In his hasty escape, he nearly fell.

"Wait!"

Roxanne's voice made the big-belly man dare not to look down upon her, and he immediately stopped.

Roxanne stepped forward. "I hit your car. Whatever damages need to be paid, just leave your contact

details, and I'll have the money delivered to your door."

Harrison said, "You don't have to pay, I'll handle these issues."

"I don't need Mr. Rodriguez to interfere in my affairs."

She said coldly.

Crashing a Bentley would probably cost hundreds of thousands in compensation.

Now, she had the ability to use her own money to compensate others.

She didn't want to have anything to do with Harrison again.

She took the big-belly man's phone, stored his number, and handed it back, "You can go now."

Harrison was almost suffocating.

Especially Roxanne's attitude towards him, which made him feel suffocated.

With nowhere to vent.

He, who was always gentlemanly and calm in public, was somewhat out of control emotionally.

Looking at the big-belly man, his eyes were full of icy rage, "Aren't you leaving yet!"

As the big-belly man ran away, Roxanne had already turned around.

She bent down to look at her Volkswagen.

The front of the car, which had just been hit, was dented.

And some paint had come off.

But it didn't affect her ability to continue driving, she could go to the garage for repairs later.

She walked to the driver's door.

Harrison followed quickly, "I'll give you a lift."

"No need."

If she hadn't attended the Conference.

She wouldn't want to see him at all.

She opened the car door and got in.

As she started the engine, Harrison knocked on the window.

She lowered the window.

Harrison frowned down at her cold face, "Roxanne, why do you have to make things so clear between

us?"

"If it weren't for Angela. I hope we never see each other again in this lifetime. It's better to keep things

clear for everything else."

She lightly stepped on the gas, ready to leave for good.

Harrison stopped her, "Wait."

"Is there anything else?" Her side glance met Harrison's eyes full of pain.

Harrison reminded her, "You should at least buckle up."

She quickly fastened her seatbelt and politely said, "Thank you."

Then she stepped on the gas and took off.

She had just had an accident, merely distracted for a moment.

Now, as she quickly left the parking lot, she drove even wilder than a man.

Her car quickly merged into the main traffic flow a

nd disappeared into the distance.

Staring at the direction where the car had disappeared, Harrison took a deep breath.

His chest felt suffocating.

It wasn't until she was on the overpass that Roxanne slowed down.

The image of Harrison, sitting in the center of the Business Conference podium, being the center of

attention and speaking eloquently, floated in front of her eyes.

Roxanne reminded herself:

He was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, the president of the Chamber of Commerce.

Even if he hadn't abandoned her, there was still an insurmountable gap between them.

Leaving aside the hurt she had suffered, she and he were not from the same world, they could not go

on.

She should return to her own track and live a good life with Dominic.

She reminded herself that she must let go.

When she returned to the Zion community.

Dominic called, "Roxanne, are you coming back?"

"I'm outside the community, about to enter the underground parking lot." Roxanne answered on

speaker.

Dominic asked, "Did you eat enough at the banquet after the Business Conference?"

"I'm actually quite hungry."

"Should I cook you some spaghetti?"

A few days ago, she mentioned that she hadn't had spaghetti in a long time.

Now that she was making more money, she was somewhat successful.

But she still enjoyed eating various street foods.

Dominic knew her best, "I'll start cooking now, so it'll be ready when you get home. Angela is already

asleep, so you can eat in peace."

"It's fine, Dominic."

"It's no trouble, just come up after you park."

After hanging up the phone, Roxanne entered the underground parking lot.

When she parked under her apartment building, a luxurious Rolls-Royce was parked there.

Harrison leaned against the car door.

He looked at her as she got out of her car.

She frowned, "What are you doing here?"

Harrison had a gloomy look in his eyes.

His king-like aura at the Business Conference was completely gone.

All that was left in his eyes was pain and defeat.

It was as though he was no longer a king.

He had lost a battle.

He had fallen from his position as a king, looking utterly disheveled.

Seeing Harrison like this, Roxanne felt a pang of pain in her heart.

But she constantly reminded herself that she could not turn back.

"Mr. Rodriguez, I've told you, I didn't need an escort. You shouldn't have followed me."

A cool glint flickered in her eyes as she furrowed her brows.

Her heart hardened a bit too.

Harrison rose from the car door.

Extending his long arm, he placed one hand on Roxanne's waist and the other at the back of her head.

Pulling her into his embrace.

Holding her tightly.

His grip was domineering yet cautious.

Roxanne instinctively stepped back.

Her head resisted his large hand resting at the back of her head.

But he only held her tighter.

Wrapping his arm around her, he held her carefully yet firmly.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a moment."

"You let go of me."

Roxanne resisted strongly.

"Just for a moment," Harrison pleaded.

His deep voice was filled with pain.

"Just a moment."

Her body was stiff, still resisting strongly.

But being able to hold her this close now, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her breaths, brought

life back to Harrison's morose heart.

It felt like he was only alive when he was holding her.

With her hand on his chest, Roxanne pushed against him strongly.

Just as she was about to break free, Harrison held her waist and effortlessly pulled her closer to his

chest.

His face moved closer too, his nose brushing past her cheek, "Roxanne, let me hold you for just a

moment!"