The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 194

Don't be sad. You can't be sad! Roxanne was reminding herself while also feeling angry about her own naivety and stupidity.

She was tricked, yet she thought she had found a rare gem of a husband.

What pissed her off wasn't just Harrison Rodriguez hiding his identity.

He was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, and with such a huge family business and fortune, tricking her was somewhat justified.

She understood that but what made her angry was, how could that man so easily propose a breakup?

Maybe because those two things happened at the same time, it was harder for her to accept.

After hanging up the phone, she started working.

Harrison called several more times, but she hung up, not wanting to respond to him.

No one ever dared to hang up on Harrison's call. Roxanne was the first.

Harrison felt lost and frustrated. He was usually calm, but then he couldn't keep his cool.

He kept calling.

He thought, “This woman only cares about work. I just made a casual comment, and she actually wants to divorce me? Am I really not that important to her?”

"Roxanne, your phone's been ringing non-stop." A coworker reminded her.

Roxanne, holding back her anger, calmly replied, "It's nothing. Just ignore it; it's a call from an advertiser."

It was then past eleven at night. Were they still advertising calls at that hour?

The coworker speculated, "Roxanne, are you having problems with your husband?"

Roxanne chuckled, "No, we're doing great. Keep working."

Harrison kept calling her, so she had to step outside to take the call.

"Roxanne, what do you mean, you want to divorce me?" His voice was filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

Roxanne snorted, "Wasn't it you who said it's pointless for us to be together and that we might as well split up?"

"I was just speaking off the cuff." Harrison knew he had made a mistake.

He started explaining, "Have you ever considered how many times you've ignored me? All you see is your work."

"Harrison, can you just casually say we should break up? I thought you were a responsible man."

Roxanne felt disappointed and added, "Harrison, you guys are really weird. If a woman doesn't earn money, you despise her for being useless. If a woman earns money, you blame her for neglecting the family."

"You're comparing me to the likes of Oliver Lewis?" Harrison's voice suddenly rose.

He didn't know what got into him; he was usually very calm. But when it came to Roxanne, he couldn't keep his cool, especially when he felt neglected and misunderstood.

He said, "Even if you didn't make a dime, I could support you. How could I possibly be like Oliver? How could I possibly despise you for not earning money?"

"Right." Roxanne chuckled, "You do have the ability to support me."

"But I've never liked being dependent on a man. I made that clear when we got married. I can't not work and just stay at home as a housewife."

She calmed down and continued, "Harrison, you need to think carefully about whether you can accept my career being more important than anything else. If you can’t, I think it’s best for us to separate. If we do separate, the prenuptial agreement I gave you on the day we got our marriage certificate will come in handy. You can rest assured that I won't cause you any trouble."

Even if he was the richest man in Seraphim Haven, so what? She didn't care about the wealth and social status that came with him.

What she wanted was an honest, responsible husband, which had nothing to do with his wealth and status.

So, if they were to divorce, she wouldn't ask for any of his property.

With that, she hung up the phone.

January in Warmville was actually quite cold. It was much colder than Seraphim Haven.

There was no heating outside the workshop. Roxanne felt a bit cold.

Usually, she was quite resistant to cold, but at that time the wind blowing on her felt like a knife cutting through her body.

She was not a procrastinator. When it came to work, she was very focused.

For several days in a row, Roxanne didn't contact Harrison, and Harrison didn't reach out to her either.

The two of them were in a standoff, neither acknowledging the other.

At noon, Roxanne was having lunch in the cafeteria with the factory workers.

Roxanne ate heartily, ready to get back to work when she was full.

The TV directly across from the cafeteria was broadcasting news about the richest family in Seraphim Haven recently investing a significant amount of money in the development of 7G-Technology.

7G-Technology would have far-reaching implications for the country's development.

6G-Technology was already awesome, and now they were pushing for 7G-Technology? They were really the big shots in the tech world.

Babette, the receptionist sitting nearby, casually mentioned, "Roxanne, I heard the richest guy in Seraphim Haven's 7G-Technology is going to be wicked. All the big wigs in the tech world are green with envy."

"Really?" Roxanne responded.

Of course, it was this envy that drove competition.

She was sure that her bizarre kidnapping in Novaria was somehow connected to the 6G-Technology.

At that time, Harrison brought several helicopters to rescue her, and she actually bought his story.

Babette added, "Roxanne, your husband is from Seraphim Haven too; does he have any ties to the wealthiest family there?"

Roxanne used to be unaffected by such questions, but then they felt a bit ironic.

Her husband had actually been the richest man in Seraphim Haven, but she had been clueless.

She paused her meal, looked at Babette across the table, and said, "What if I told you my husband is the richest man in Seraphim Haven? Would you believe me?"

Babette replied, "Roxanne, are you pulling my leg? If he's really the richest man in Seraphim Haven, would you be busting your chops running this little factory?"