The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 212

Harrison shied away from Roxanne's bright and amused eyes.

With a long stride, he left the bathtub which he shared with Roxanne.

With his back to Roxanne, he grabbed a towel casually and wrapped it around his body. "I want to give

you a gift."

He was trying to change the subject.

His tone was very gentle.

But Roxanne couldn't see his gloomy expression as he turned his back to her.

All Roxanne could see was his impressive physique.

Fresh from the water, droplets dribbled down his toned muscles.

As he toweled off, the towel was teasingly revealing.

Each revealed part was a visual treat.

Even bending over, there wasn't an ounce of extra fat on his abdomen and waist.

They were all muscles full of strength and aesthetics, firm and sexy.

His waist was full of tight muscles.

No wonder he was so strong at the waist.

"What gift do you want to give me?" Roxanne asked, still soaking in the water, watching Harrison, who

half-turned to her and smiled.

Just after their intimate encounter, her eyes were full of love, and her cheeks were flushed.

She looked incredibly captivating, charming to the extreme.

After each intimate encounter, Harrison would hold her for a long time, savoring her sweet scent.

But that day, he seemed a bit guilty, daring not to look at her more.

He turned his back again and quickly put on a bathrobe. "I'll wait for you in the bedroom. I'll surprise

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She thought he had prepared a surprise for her.

But when she quickly finished showering, put on her robe, and got out, she saw nothing.

"Where's my surprise?" Roxanne looked at him and looked around.

She even thought he was going to propose to her.

Or maybe, just like last time, the place would be filled with flowers.

But there was nothing.

His eyes seemed a bit complex.

She felt he might be troubled by something, and it seemed crucial.

"What a cliffhanger you've created," Roxanne said as she walked up to him.

Her slender waist was held by Harrison and his embrace was tight.

She lifted her head, eagerly waiting for his surprise and gift.

That made Harrison even more guilty, but his face remained calm. Then he pulled out a card from his

pocket.

"A bank card?" Roxanne saw him take out a debit card, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"Why are you giving me a card?" she asked.

Usually, in dramas, CEOs would give black cards.

Why was Harrison giving her a bank debit card?

Harrison explained, "I wanted to give you a black card, but it's not very convenient to use. Although you

can swipe it freely in high-end places, you don't like going to high-end places. So, I'm giving you a debit

card."

"You're giving me money?" Roxanne giggled playfully.

"I'm giving you a million a month as pocket money. Is that enough? Each month, I'll have the finance

department transfer it to your bank account on time. You can take out as much as you want and spend

as much as you want. If it's not enough, let me know."

"How could I possibly spend a million?" Roxanne happily took the card.

It's from her husband; of course, she should accept it.

Otherwise, Harrison would get upset.

"Thank you, darling." She smiled and called him by his favorite address.

Then she changed the subject, "Harrison, you should know that I don't like to overspend. I only buy

necessities. I can't help it. I grew up poor, so I developed the habit of saving money. But since it's your

money, I'll accept it."

She would consider it as savings for herself and their future child.

"Is a million enough?" Harrison asked seriously.

She put the card away and nodded, "It's enough, definitely enough. But..."

"But?" Harrison instantly sat up, afraid she would say something unsatisfactory.

"You should know that I'm not with you because of your wealth. If you really want to surprise me, why

not take me to see the world of the upper class? Let me broaden my horizons and gain some

knowledge. I think that's more valuable to me."

She would try her best to fit into his world.

Although she may not be able to become like Evelyn, the richest woman in Seraphim Haven, and

match him in wealth, but she would try her best in other aspects, striving to stand on the same level as

him.

That way, their marriage would last longer.

"Alright." Harrison agreed, holding her and lying down on the bed.

She comfortably lay in his arms, "Harrison, did I satisfy you just now in the bathroom?"

He hummed lightly in response.

"That's good. I'm tired and I need to sleep. I have to get up early tomorrow." She lay comfortably in his

arms again.

"Then sleep." Harrison stroked her head and said nothing more.

Gradually, her breathing became more and more steady.

In his arms, she fell asleep peacefully.

Under the night sky, she was as docile as a kitten conquered by him.

Looking at her peaceful appearance, Harrison couldn't sleep.

The next morning, she was going to her company, and he had to tell her the truth.

He hoped she would understand his predicament.

Since he couldn't sleep, Harrison got up and made a call in the bathroom.

The call was to Chloe.

"Chloe, sorry for disturbing you so late."

It was past midnight.

Harrison thought Chloe would have been asleep by then.

But actually, Chloe wasn't asleep.

Her kids were running a fever that day.

The kids were asleep, but Chloe had to check their temperature from time to time.

When she received the call, she carefully walked outside and said, "No problem. I haven't slept yet.

What's up?"

"Roxanne is going to the company tomorrow. Could you please put in a good word for me?" Harrison

rarely asked for help.

But then he was seeking help from Chloe. His attitude was sincere.

There was none of his usual arrogance as a tycoon.

Chloe felt helpless, "Harrison..."

"Please." Harrison pleaded.

"Harrison, how should I praise you? When you forced the shutdown of the company Roxanne and I

started, I advised you against it. What you're doing is basically putting a nail in the coffin for Roxanne's

career. She quit school to work when she was just a teenager. She's been grinding for over a decade

now. You should at least have a chat with her.

Harrison, you love Roxanne. There is no doubt about it. But you've never really understood her. You

have no clue what she really wants.

I could put in a good word for you with Roxanne, but whether she'll listen, I honestly have no idea. I still

have two kids to look after. I have to hang up now."

The next morning, Roxanne was up bright and early.

She opened her eyes to find Harrison already dressed, sitting by the bed, looking at her.

She sat up, rubbed her eyes, stretched lazily, and said, "Harrison, why are you up so early?"

"Roxanne, you don't need to go to the office today." Harrison looked at her and said, "From now on, just

be a full-time housewife. I'll take care of you."

Roxanne put on her slippers and headed to the wardrobe, "What kind of joke is this? You know I don't

want to be a full-time housewife. I told you that when we got married. And after the miscarriage, didn't

you say you'd support my career?"

As she spoke, she headed for the wardrobe.

Harrison followed her, "Your company, I’ve already shut it down for you. The staff at the Seraphim

Haven headquarters and the workers at the Warmville factory, I’ve laid them all off."

"You did what?" Roxanne put down the suit in her hand and turned to look at Harrison, her face a

picture of disbelief.