After giving Harrison's hand a good shake off, Roxanne looked over at Vincent sitting across the dinner table, all smiles.
He was waiting for her response.
She did her best to hide the whirlpool of emotions brewing inside her, kept a smile on her face, and agreed politely.
“Alright, Dad. Whenever you're ready, I'm game.”
Coming from a small rural town, lacking any sort of prestigious education or social status, she was just your average Jane. For her father to introduce her to the entire clan meant he truly considered her family.
More than just family, in fact.
He treated her like a cherished gem.
Even her own father had never shown her that much affection.
Roxanne felt a surge of warmth and happiness wash over her.
This was part of the reason why she didn't immediately file for divorce when Harrison shut down her company.
She didn't want the discord between them to affect Vincent.
Besides, she chose that marriage. No one had forced her to tie the knot with Harrison.
All of it was her choice.
The marriage hit a rough patch. Cracks began to show, and it was up to her to mend it.
Just then, a pair of hands reached out from under the table, grasping her hand, trying to hold on tight.
That time, Roxanne didn't shake off Harrison.
Harrison thought she had forgiven him. He joyfully held her hand and started digging into breakfast.
But Roxanne was lost in thought.
She couldn't let Vincent see it through.
Despite sitting close together, hands tightly clasped, she felt like they were worlds apart.
That feeling wasn't because he had suddenly become the city's richest man.
It was because he simply didn't understand her, didn't respect her, wanted to strip her of her freedom, and wanted her to become a housewife with no part to play in the social arena.
After breakfast, Harrison took Roxanne upstairs.
He picked out a beautiful dress from the closet for her.
Roxanne had never seen that dress in her closet before.
“When did you buy me a new dress?”
Harrison handed her the dress, saying, “Spring is here; you'll look stunning in this.”
The dress wasn't formal attire, but it looked like it was meant for a special occasion.
“Change into this. I want to take you somewhere.” Harrison nodded, signaling for her to get changed.
But she was in no mood, “Where are you taking me?”
“Surprise!” Harrison seemed quite excited.
But Roxanne wasn't interested in where they were going.
She didn't care whether she'd look good in the dress or not.
She was too preoccupied thinking about her company, which Harrison had shut down.
She was thinking about where to start if she were to start over.
But first, Harrison had to agree.
Otherwise, with his wealth and influence, any company she started could have been shut down instantly by him.
“Go get changed.” Harrison patiently waited for her.
“So, if I change into this dress and go wherever you're taking me, will that make you happy?”
Harrison frowned slightly, saying, “Anne, are you still upset?”
During breakfast, he held her hand, and she didn't fight it. She didn't resist, right?
So why was she still angry with him?
“I thought you weren't upset anymore.” Harrison reached out, lightly patting her head. “If you're feeling down, the place I'm taking you should help you relax and cheer you up. I don't like seeing you unhappy. Please go change, okay?”
Harrison looked at her tenderly.
Roxanne gave a bitter smile.
Ha!
He had shut down her company without her consent.
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