The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 173

The term "second-hand woman" made Alexander frown.

Chloe thought she had said something wrong that upset him.

"Mr. Alexander?" She quickly asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

Alexander sighed helplessly.

Why was this woman always so self-deprecating?

Chloe was puzzled. She asked again, "Or do you have any other requirements for me?"

Alexander remained silent.

Chloe continued, "Mr. Alexander, just say it. You've done such a big favor for me and my daughter. Whatever the request, I'll agree."

Alexander frowned, "You could be a bit more confident, stop referring to yourself as a 'second-hand woman', and stop being so self-deprecating."

So that was what made him frown.

Chloe smoothed her hair at her ear and chuckled awkwardly, "Am I not the so-called 'second-hand woman' after my divorce? That's what my ex-husband used to say."

"That's because he didn't respect you. Your divorce was a helpless choice." Alexander understood her completely.

"Ah, it's okay, I'm used to it."

"But you can't just consider yourself a 'second-hand woman'."

No wonder he always thought she lacked confidence.

Perhaps it was because she was so accustomed to being belittled by her ex-husband, Oliver Lewis.

Alexander looked at her and said, "So, by your reasoning, after my divorce, am I a 'second-hand man'?"

"How could you possibly be a 'second-hand man'?" Chloe completely disagreed with his view. "Although you're divorced too, you're a handsome and talented man many women wish for but can't have. In your high society, many rich women must wait for your divorce, rushing to marry you."

He wasn't like her. After her divorce, she was penniless, no longer had her youthful figure.

And she had two children.

She really had become an unwanted "second-hand woman".

Of course, the purpose of Chloe's divorce wasn't to find the next man but to escape from the dilemma and start a new life.

Alexander didn't agree with her view either.

He said, "We're both divorced. Why don't you consider me 'second-hand', but you consider yourself 'second-hand'?"

Chloe gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Who would willingly be a 'second-hand woman'?"

This was just the helplessness of life.

Alexander looked at her and said thoughtfully, "I disagree with your view. Who said that after divorce, you must be a 'second-hand woman'? A woman as good as you, many good men would fight to marry. Only a jerk wouldn't appreciate you."

Oliver was a jerk.

This wasn't the first time Alexander had called her a good woman.

Chloe had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She felt recognized.

With Oliver, besides caring for the children and doing housework, she was useless.

So, there were people who thought she was a good woman. She was touched.

Her heart was full of scars, like a withered flower.

Alexander's comforting words made the loss in her heart disappear instantly as if the withered flower was regaining vitality.

She shyly smiled and said, "You always know how to comfort people."

Alexander replied, "I'm just telling the truth."

Compared to Hazel Dawson, Chloe was indeed thousands of times better.

Today, Chloe was in a particularly good mood.

Even the passing scenery seemed more beautiful to her.

Especially the reflections of those rows of skyscrapers.

Normally cold and lifeless, they seemed lively today.

As they were chatting, the car arrived at the office building that Chloe and Roxanne Martinez rented in Urban Sun Village.

The car stopped outside the small street.

Chloe said, "Mr. Alexander, you can drop me here. Your car is too conspicuous in the Urban Sun Village, and it's inconvenient to park. I can walk in myself."

Alexander said, "It's okay, my driver is skilled. I'll take you in."

The driver heard this and immediately drove in.

They arrived at the office building.

Seeing a Rolls-Royce coming, the employees working on the first floor stopped their work to watch.

After all, they were just working in a small foreign trade company.

The cars used in the company were all the cheapest ordinary models.

This was a Rolls-Royce!

This was a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

And one of the company's bosses, Chloe, was the one who got off this super luxury car.

What surprised everyone even more was that the distinguished man in the car personally opened the door for Chloe.

In front of the car, Chloe expressed her gratitude to Alexander again.

Alexander smiled gentlemanly, "Don't think I've helped you. You've also helped me. We've helped each other. Can you come home with me tonight?"

Home?

At night?

Chloe's relaxed and happy eyes suddenly became tense.

Alexander smiled, "You didn't misunderstand me, thinking that I wanted you to spend the night with me at home, did you?"

"I..." How could Chloe admit that she had indeed misunderstood him?

"Don't worry." Alexander explained, "I just wanted you to come over."

Because no matter where he lived, even if he lived in a hotel outside, Hazel would know his whereabouts. She was like a private detective, deliberately tracking him.

Then, she would follow as soon as she knew where he was going at night.

After a round of entanglement, Alexander felt exhausted.

Chloe guessed, "Is Hazel Dawson going to bother you again tonight, so you want me to help you get rid of her?"

"Smart!"

"No problem. Are you still living in Grandeur Meadows? After work today, I'll have Amelia pick up the kids, and I'll come over."

"I'll pick you up."

"No need." Chloe quickly waved her hand, "I can find the way. You don't have to come personally."

"As a pretend couple, it needs to be more realistic."

He could have his driver pick her up. He just thought it would be more polite to come in person. After all, he was asking for her help.

Chloe bought it, thinking he needed a more genuine effect, so she agreed.

Only after Alexander returned to his car did Roxanne come out to wave goodbye to the departing Alexander.

They exchanged a few words.

As the car slowly drove away, Roxanne patted Chloe on the shoulder and said, "Looked like you two are dating now, huh?"

"What?"

Chloe brushed off Roxanne's hand from her shoulder, "Mr. Alexander just helped me solve a problem with Aria School and gave me a lift here."

Roxanne nodded thoughtfully and then smiled.

Chloe asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing."

"Were you laughing at me just now?"

"No, I just think you and Mr. Alexander seem to have some chemistry."

"Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Alexander is a big deal. How could he possibly be into me?"

"So you're saying you wish he were into you?"

"When did I say that?" Chloe tried to act angry, glaring at Roxanne.

But Roxanne only laughed harder, "We've been friends for over 20 years. What's there to hide?"

"Anne, if you keep making stuff up, I'll get mad."

"As long as you and Mr. Alexander really get together, I don't care how mad you get at me."

"You're still blabbering nonsense." Chloe tickled Roxanne, making her burst into laughter.

The two playfully fought.

Roxanne coughed, "Okay, we're in the office. People are watching."

Just then, Chloe's phone rang. The caller ID showed it was Mr. Alexander.

Roxanne took a look and joked, "Mr. Alexander just left, and he's missing you already!"