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The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 150

Alexander hanged up.

Roxanne was in Harrison's arms, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Why's he so pissed off? Harrison, did you upset him again?"

"I have to head back." Harrison let go of her reluctantly.

Then he gently patted her on the head and said, "I'll tell you when I get back; don't be curious like a kid."

After watching him turn around to leave, Roxanne muttered to herself. "Too much curiosity isn't good either."

She was really curious about Alex. She really wanted to know what kind of person Alex was. Because Alex's voice sounded so much like Mr. Alexander's. She couldn't help but connect Alex and Mr. Alexander together.

But how could Harrison possibly be good friends with the vice president of the Rodriguez Group?

No way!

Absolutely not!

Harrison was right; she was as curious as a child.

Forty minutes later.

Harrison returned to the corporate building.

Alexander locked himself in his office, not allowing anyone in.

When Harrison arrived, Samuel followed, talking as they walked.

"Harrison, you better not go in. I'm worried that you guys will start fighting again."

"It's fine; we're still good friends no matter what."

"Harrison, what happened between you and Alexander? Can you tell me? Don't treat me like an outsider."

"This matter is better off known to fewer people."

It wasn't that he didn't consider Samuel a friend. But this was a matter of Alexander's dignity.

Besides, who would want their betrayal to be known to all?

Harrison firmly pushed open the door to Alexander's office.

Inside, Alexander sat tiredly in front of the sofa.

There were broken things all over the floor.

It was a mess.

It was clear that before he pushed open the door, Alexander had a big tantrum.

Samuel stood at the door, wanting to follow in, but was stopped by Harrison, "You go work; don't come in."

Then he closed the door and locked it.

"I've never seen you lose your temper like this in over twenty years." Harrison approached Alexander.

Alexander looked down at his own knees as he held his forehead. His whole body was filled with pain and melancholy.

Harrison sat down next to Alexander, patting his shoulder.

"If you want to drink, I'll join you. If you want to fight, I'm with you too. But don't be silent."

Alexander looked up, and Harrison saw that his eyes were bloodshot red.

He also patted Harrison's shoulder, "I'm sorry, I was too harsh on you on the phone just now. I shouldn't have yelled at you; I know you mean well."

Harrison didn't say anything. At this moment, he needed to quietly listen to Alexander speak.

Alexander gave a bitter smile, "Have you gone to see Hazel?"

"You know?" Harrison asked back, frowning.

Alexander was smart.

So it wasn’t unexpected that Alexander knew that he had gone to see Hazel and had found out some things about her.

Among their group of friends, Alexander was the smartest and sharpest.

How could he possibly be kept in the dark?

Harrison didn't know how to comfort him. After some thought, he said seriously. "Alexander, it's better to end the pain sooner rather than suffer in the long run."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Alexander tried to deny the truth with a bitter smile, "I don't know anything."

Harrison wanted to say something more.

But Alexander stood up from the sofa, "That troublesome matter with Valeria, don't let Samuel handle it; I'll go. I've already bought the plane tickets."

After saying this, he left the office.

When he opened the door, Samuel, who had been eavesdropping at the door, almost bumped in.

Samuel originally thought that the two of them were going to fight again.

The way Alexander had urgently called Harrison back was as if he were calling him to fight.

But when the door opened, the two of them were fine. There was no fight.

Samuel was even more confused, "You guys are alright, aren't you?"

"Our friendship will last forever!" Alexander patted Samuel on the shoulder, not answering the question.

Samuel was even more at a loss.

What was going on?

Alexander patted Samuel on the shoulder again, "Samuel, isn't your father's birthday in a few days? Don't run off abroad; go home and celebrate with him properly, and mend your relationship with him while you're at it. I'll handle the matter with the Valeria Justice Department."

Samuel asked back, "Didn't we agree that I would go and you would accompany Hazel for her prenatal checkup?"

Alexander gave a bitter laugh, "What prenatal checkup?"

That bitter laugh was as if he were mocking himself.

Only Harrison understood.

After watching Alexander leave, Samuel looked at Harrison in confusion.

"Harrison, what's going on?"

Harrison's eyebrows furrowed, his face full of worry, "Perhaps he already knows everything. But he doesn't know how to face it."

"What does he know?" Samuel was completely confused.

"It's better if you don't know." Harrison patted Samuel on the shoulder.

Then he also left.

Leaving only Samuel, speaking to himself confusedly, "Do you guys really consider me a friend? You guys don't tell me anything."

An hour later.

At the airport.

Alexander sat in the first-class cabin of the plane.

He was originally planning to turn off his phone and fly abroad directly.

After some thought, he still sent a message to Hazel. "I'm going abroad for work."

Before, whenever he had to travel for work, he would definitely go home and tell Hazel personally.

But today, even sending this message felt somewhat ridiculous.

Hazel felt that something was off.

She called Alexander.

Alexander hadn't turned off his phone yet, so he saw the incoming call but decided to decline.

Then he decisively turned off his phone.

His emotions were as tangled as a mess of thread. He didn't know how to face Hazel.

Betrayal was like a sharp knife, piercing through his heart.

Even though he was sitting on a plane, he felt numb and clueless about what he was supposed to do or where the plane was heading. He was even more clueless about the direction his life should take.

Suddenly, the future seemed like a deserted city.

He couldn't even see the future.

When the plane arrived at its destination, Alexander turned on his phone.

Hazel's call came through immediately.

He hung up, texted her that he was busy, and asked her not to call him anymore.

Despite Hazel's continued attempts to reach him, he didn't pick up her calls.

It was like this for a whole week.

Hazel began to feel anxious, so she hurriedly called Nora.

"Nora, what should I do? Alexander is suddenly ignoring me; does he know about the things I've done to betray him?"

"How could he possibly know? Have you been meeting your other boyfriends and gotten caught by Alexander?"

Nora wished she could slap her sister.

Alexander reassured him, "Don't worry, I won't harm myself anymore. Getting stabbed overseas was just an accident."

No matter what, he wanted to see Hazel.

Harrison had no choice but to relay this message to Hazel.

That day, Hazel rushed to the hospital. After seeing Alexander lying in the hospital bed, she ran over with tears streaming down her face.

"Darling, what happened to you? How did you get hurt so badly? Where are you hurt?"

She gripped Alexander's hand tightly.

Alexander pushed her away forcefully.

His push wasn't strong, but it felt like he wanted to push her thousands of miles away.

Ever since he pursued her and throughout their years of marriage, Alexander had never pushed her away.

Hazel knew Alexander must have found out about it.

With tears of remorse welling in her eyes, she blurted out, "Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Alexander slowly closed his eyes.

His lips were trembling as he clenched them tightly.

His IV hand was clenched so hard that the blood was flowing back into the tube.

His body was stiff as a board, like he was in unbearable pain.

He couldn’t help but shudder slightly.

He wanted to ask Hazel if she had ever truly loved him.

But was there really any point in asking now?

After their wedding, Hazel was involved with six other men. Was that her way of showing her love for him?

She had trampled all over his dignity.

No man could stomach such betrayal and humiliation.

"Babe, say something. You can yell at me, hit me, anything; just don't stay silent."

Hazel wept, trying to grasp Alexander's hand, only to be coldly brushed aside each time.

She knelt on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Babe, I know I messed up big time. Just look at me; don't give me the cold shoulder. I'd rather you yell at me, even hit me."

It was then that Alexander slowly opened his eyes.

He struggled to breathe; his chest was aching like it was being torn apart.

He coldly stared at the weeping Hazel.

In the past, whenever she cried, he would feel guilty, thinking that he hadn't given her the happiness she deserved.

He didn't understand what he lacked that made her seek the company of other men.

Was it just physical loneliness?

Or had she never really loved him and was only with him to escape her loneliness?

He asked Hazel, "I just want to know one thing. Do you still want to be with me?"

Hazel nodded vigorously, like a bird pecking at food.

"Babe, of course I want to make things work with you. I don't want to lose you. I swear to you."

She raised her hand to swear, but Alexander cut her off without hesitation.

"Hazel, you only get one shot at this. Whether you take it or not, it's up to you. I can act like nothing ever happened."

He didn't call Hazel over today to reprimand her or confront her.

He wanted to give their marriage a second chance.

He admired the love of his grandparents' generation. They married once in a lifetime and stayed together till the end. Even if their love hit a rough patch, they would do their best to mend it and stick together.

The reason he didn't divorce Hazel was not only to keep his promise to always be good to her.

But also because Alexander deeply believed that one could only marry once and love one woman in a lifetime.

Rather than giving Hazel a chance, it was more like giving himself a chance.

"Babe!" Hazel cried with joy, "Have you really forgiven me?"

Alexander's eyes were moist and bloodshot, and he said shakily, "This is your only chance!"

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