The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 253

Following Harrison, they drove to the spot he insisted on showing her.

Roxanne remained silent.

She didn't utter a single word.

The atmosphere inside the car was oppressive and stifling, even with the fresh air circulating through. Anthony, the driver, still felt suffocated. He occasionally glanced at the quiet couple at the back sea, their silence making his heart feel heavy.

Roxanne, sitting by the window, also felt stifled. She rolled down the window, hoping the chilly breeze of the spring night would help soothe her restless mind.

But the more the wind blew, the more anxious and scared she became.

Finally, she turned her head towards Harrison and asked bluntly.

"Harrison, what’s so important that you decided to leave me again? Why can't you just tell me?"

Harrison stayed silent.

Being a successful businessman, he was used to dealing with every situation with precision and success. But this time, he felt utterly helpless.

Instead of answering Roxanne's question directly, he took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

"It's chilly with the window down. Be careful not to catch a cold," he said.

Roxanne's heart ached, "Harrison, you are planning to ditch me, so why do you care if I catch a cold or not?”

The words 'I'm sorry' were stuck in Harrison's throat, but he just couldn't say them out loud. They seemed too light, too impotent to express the guilt he felt towards her.

He changed the subject, "We're still half an hour away. If you are tired, you can take a nap in the car. I'll wake you up when we get there."

"Harrison," Roxanne asked with a broken heart, "Do you really think I can sleep at this time?"

She couldn't sleep at all. Her heart was a mess, torn between the pain of him breaking up with her and the worry that something serious might have happened to him.

"Harrison, why can't you just tell me what's going on? We can face it together, can't we? Or do you think I'm too weak to share your burdens?”

Driving the car, Anthony suddenly interjected cautiously, "Mrs. Rodriguez, don't push Mr. Rodriguez. It's tough for him too."

"Am I making it difficult for you?" Roxanne turned to look at Harrison, trying to gauge his reaction from his expression. But other than the deep exhaustion and silence, there was no other emotion.

He still remained silent.

This was driving Roxanne to the edge of her patience. "Harrison, say something!"

"Mrs. Rodriguez, it's better if you don't ask anything. Once we get there, you'll know it," Anthony said, glancing at the rearview mirror.

At this moment, Harrison reached out and held Roxanne's hand tightly.

As if it was their last touch before parting.

The grip was very firm, but not enough to hurt Roxanne.

Roxanne could feel the strong power in Harrison's palm, caring and cherishing. She didn't resist, nor did she disentangle herself from it.

On the way, she felt terrible.

Their journey ended at a high-end private hospital.

She had no idea why Harrison would bring her to a hospital and had a nagging feeling that he was serious about breaking up with her this time.

They got out of the car.

Harrison instructed the driver, "Anthony, stay here and take Roxanne home later."

"Okay, Mr. Rodriguez," Anthony replied solemnly.

"Are you taking me to see someone in the hospital?" Roxanne asked Harrison.

Normally, Samuel would never be able to beat Harrison, but today Harrison didn't fight back.

"Do you think if you don't fight back, I won't hit you?" Samuel continued, landing a few more blows.

After that, Samuel grasped Harrison’s collar again. He wanted to end his life.

"Did Nora do something to hurt you? Why would you treat her like this?"

Samuel's eyes were red. He was crying and shaking.

His voice trembled as he gritted his teeth.

"Harrison, seeing her being harassed by those men and those photos they took being spread all over the circle, are you satisfied now? She’s such a wonderful woman, and you've destroyed her..."

His grip on Harrison's collar slackened, and he sank to the ground, head in his hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

Nora Dawson was the woman he'd admired from afar since childhood, a woman so radiant he considered himself unworthy of her love.

And now, because of Harrison, she had been swept up in a commercial war, used as a pawn and then discarded.

Samuel, a man of passion, wept with the crushing weight of this cruel reality.

Harrison, in response, turned and slammed his fist into his car door with such force that it left an indentation. But it did little to quell the guilt and frustration bubbling up inside him.

He was the one that ruined Nora.

Roxanne turned to Anthony, her eyes wide with panic. "Anthony, what on earth is going on? What's happened to Nora?"

Anthony replied in sorrow. "Some international giants have been after Harrison's 6G technology. They decided to strike at those closest to him. After his divorce from you, Harrison misled them into thinking his beloved was Ms. Dawson. They captured Nora then humiliated her, putting those photos online to spread them among the circle of the social elite. Nora couldn't bear the shame. She jumped off a building. She was saved, yes, but she hasn't regained consciousness yet."

He paused, before adding, "Mrs. Rodriguez, Mr. Rodriguez misled them in order to protect you. They had photos of him and Ms. Dawson attending a gala together, so he played along. Please don't blame him."

The heavy news hit Roxanne hard, leaving her too grieved to breathe.