The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 279

Roxanne had only agreed to be with Dominic.

They hadn't even held hands yet.

Dominic did not give anything away.

When faced with Harrison's icy glare, he calmly responded, "No comment."

Snap!

Harrison's black Sharpie snapped in two in his hand.

The sharp shards of plastic pierced his skin and embedded into his flesh.

Blood began to seep out.

Drops of it fell onto the A4-sized papers on his desk.

Drop by drop, vibrantly red and painfully bright.

Harrison seemed unaffected. He clenched his jaw, veins bulging on his forehead.

A typically composed and wise business tycoon, he was not one to lose control over anything, except when it came to matters involving Roxanne.

He couldn't keep his cool.

"You shouldn't flaunt in front of me."

"Harrison, don't you find it ridiculous?"

He felt unbearably ridiculous for both Harrison and himself.

Show off?

What did he have to show off?

Roxanne didn't love him.

He asked seriously, "Harrison, do you know what Roxanne fears the most?"

Harrison's hand, still dripping with blood, felt the sting of the injury.

The pain couldn't mask the ache in his heart.

He hid all his emotions behind the coldness in his eyes.

"What does it matter to me now what she fears the most?"

Ha!

Dominic laughed coldly.

This arrogant man was truly arrogant.

At first, he had felt somewhat guilty for taking advantage of the situation.

But seeing Harrison's self-righteous attitude, he realized that he had never truly understood or empathized with Roxanne.

Dominic said sadly,

"Harrison, what Roxanne fears the most is being abandoned."

"She can endure any hardships."

"But what she fears most is being suddenly, unexpectedly abandoned by the person she cares about the most."

The biting truths were like a slap across Harrison's face.

He knew he had deeply hurt Roxanne, unforgivable.

He clenched his fist tighter, more blood dropped.

Dominic glanced at his wound, "You need to take care of your wound. And remember to approve my resignation when you get the chance."

He turned around and left.

At the door, he added, his back to Harrison,

"I never intended to flaunt anything in front of you. I would rather you hadn't given me the chance to confess to Roxanne again."

Because Roxanne was unhappy.

Without Harrison, she no longer had the strength to embrace love.

Being with him was merely convenient.

Dominic said firmly, "I will cherish this opportunity."

When he first returned to the country and found out that Roxanne had married Harrison.

Dominic had worried that their differences in social class would cause their relationship to end prematurely, but he still hoped they would last.

Since they couldn't, Dominic wouldn't give Harrison another chance to hurt Roxanne.

Vincent had been in the hospital for a few days.

It wasn't anything serious, just pneumonia caused by a cold.

With aggressive treatment, it was easy to treat.

But Vincent refused to take his medication or receive intravenous fluids.

The only condition under which he would comply was if Roxanne and Harrison both came to the hospital to take care of him.

In essence, he was creating opportunities for Roxanne and Harrison to meet.

The housekeeper, Zoey, called Roxanne.

After explaining the situation, Roxanne felt worried.

But before she agreed to go to the hospital, she called Dominic.

"Dominic, there's something I need to discuss with you."

His gaze turned cold. "It's impossible between us."

"What's so impossible about it? If you start courting Roxanne again, be a bit more patient, gentle, understanding, considerate, attentive, why wouldn't it work?"

Vincent was at his wit's end.

The mention of Roxanne caused a wave of frustration and pain to weigh heavily on Harrison's chest, even breathing didn't come without effort.

He took a deep, heavy breath.

His gaze was cold, but he held the water glass and medicine pills patiently.

"If you won't take your medicine, I'll just keep holding it."

"You're not going to go after Roxanne, huh?"

"The water's cold, I'll pour you a fresh one."

"Why bother pouring water when you're clearly trying to drive me insane!"

Vincent snatched the glass, hurling it at Harrison, water and all.

The glass shattered on impact, leaving shards scattered across the floor.

Harrison's suit was drenched.

Zoey, the butler nearby, rushed forward with a towel to help him dry off.

"No need." Harrison raised a hand to stop her.

Then he bent down, squatting to clean up the broken glass.

Zoey squatted down next to him, "Mr. Harrison, let me do it."

"I've got it." He continued picking up the shards.

His fingers, still healing from being cut by a broken pen holder days ago, got scratched again.

Seeing this, Zoey immediately tried to stop him. "Mr. Harrison, you're bleeding."

"It's fine." He continued to clean up.

The old man was angry because of his personal affairs.

He had to bear the brunt of his anger.

After all, he was the one who lost such a wonderful daughter-in-law for the old man. Wasn't it only right for the old man to be angry?

Vincent's anger caused his coughing to worsen.

Roxanne, who had just arrived at the bedroom door, heard the coughing from a distance and pushed the door open anxiously.

Inside, Vincent was clutching his chest, pleading, "Harrison, can't you swallow your pride and sincerely ask Roxanne for forgiveness?"

"She and I are from different worlds. It's better that we've split." Harrison gathered the broken glass, tossed it into the trash can, his voice as resolute as his actions.