"I..." Harrison was at a loss for words.
He was on the other end of the line, not really knowing how to put it.
Meanwhile, Roxanne, despite being miles away in Warmville, was filled with questions.
These past few days, her mind was filled with doubts, waiting for his answers.
Today, she decided to clear things up with him, or else these doubts would keep nagging her.
"Harrison, I don't want to talk about the fact that you've been hiding your true identity from me. What's done is done. There's no point in me bringing that up again. You're the richest guy in Seraphim Haven, and I get it. You have your reasons.
But now, I want to ask you some questions, and you have to answer me honestly, no more lies. You know, honesty is the foundation of a marriage. Without it, it won’t last."
Harrison's voice was firm, "I promise to answer honestly. No more lies, or else..."
"Harrison." Roxanne cut him off, "Don't make promises you can't keep, especially to a woman. I will take it seriously. Think before you speak."
"Ask away." Harrison felt a relief, but it also made him more nervous, more uneasy.
He was standing on the balcony with his hands on the railing, gripping it tightly, then letting go, then gripping it again.
He was so nervous that he didn't know what to do.
He was curious about what Roxanne would ask next but also dreading it.
He didn't know what her response would be.
The more anxious he felt, the tighter he gripped the railing.
Without hesitation, Roxanne asked, "When we got married, it wasn't because you had ulterior motives, right? It was just because your dad forced you, right?"
"Yes." Harrison didn't dare to lie anymore, "Even though I was reluctant, the day I met you, I knew you were different from the others."
Roxanne still sounded annoyed, and she said coldly, "I didn't ask for your opinion. Just answer the question."
"Alright, ask away." Harrison listened quietly, not daring to interrupt her.
Roxanne continued, "When we first got married, you were suspicious of me, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have agreed to my prenup, accepting the fact that I wouldn't want any of your money after the divorce, am I right?"
"Yes."
"So that's the real you." Roxanne sneered.
Businessmen will be businessmen. Even marriage is a calculated move.
Harrison, on the other end of the line, was cursing his luck, but he didn't have the guts to argue. He could only laugh bitterly.
That sad smile, in the evening breeze of Seraphim Haven, seemed helpless, "Anne, it's not like that now. I'm not suspicious of you anymore, and I want to give you houses, cars, and cards. I want you to live a worry-free life, and I don't want you to struggle."
"Thanks!" Roxanne was filled with mixed feelings.
She didn't notice the snow outside the kitchen window was getting heavier.
The snow in Warmville, although beautiful, only made Roxanne feel cold.
The confusion in her heart was just like the snowflakes outside.
She opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony, trying to catch the falling snowflakes, but came up empty-handed.
Some things seemed within reach but didn't really belong to her.
She said thoughtfully, "Harrison, have you ever thought that what you want to give me might not be what I really need."
"Anne, I am your husband. Everything I have is yours, whether you need it or not." Harrison was quick to reply.
Roxanne laughed. Her smile seemed forced.
She held the phone, silently listening to his words.
She didn't respond. Her other hand which wasn't holding the phone, reached out, hovering in the air.
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