The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 310

Dominic eyed Harrison, who was being all secretive and hush-hush.

He was about to ask what sort of favor he needed help with when Roxanne, having finished the discharge paperwork, returned to the hospital room.

The conversation between the two men was interrupted as they both turned their attention to Roxanne walking in.

Perhaps it was the relief of Dominic's recovery, Roxanne looked bright and cheery with a radiant smile on her face that uplifted her entire demeanor.

Harrison's gaze fixed on her with an intensity that seemed to darken.

Just one look at her set a storm of emotions through him.

Roxanne first laid eyes on Harrison, frowning in surprise.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

Harrison responded simply, "My best friend's getting discharged. Of course, I'm here to pick him up myself."

"Right," Dominic chimed in, looking at Roxanne, "I'll ride back with Harrison. You said you were going to pick up Angela from the kindergarten, right? Go ahead, no need to drop me off and waste time."

Roxanne's frown deepened. "Didn't we agree that I'd take you home and we'd grab dinner to celebrate your discharge? Why are you suddenly going with Harrison?"

What were these two men up to, being all mysterious?

And when had they become best friends?

"I've just been discharged, so I shouldn't really be having a big meal right now. We can dine out some other time," Dominic excused himself, "Besides, Harrison and I have some things to discuss."

Despite sensing something off about the two men, Roxanne didn't push further.

After parting ways at the hospital, Dominic settled into the passenger seat of Harrison's Rolls-Royce.

Today, Harrison hadn't called for a driver. He was driving himself.

With Roxanne out of earshot, Dominic turned to Harrison and asked, "Now that it's just us, what do you need help with?"

Harrison had opted against bringing a driver to keep this matter confidential.

He began discussing his plan with Dominic.

In just a few words, Dominic grasped the intent. "Are you sure about this? What if it backfires?"

Harrison, gripping the steering wheel tightly, his brow furrowed with worry.

This plan meant everything to him.

He thought of all the rotten things he'd done that had caused Roxanne such pain and wanted to smack himself.

"We can't wait any longer."

If they waited any longer, Roxanne might become even more distant with Harrison.

It was time to burn the ships and try.

Dominic agreed, "I know Roxanne. Maybe your plan will work. I'm with you all the way."

…

At the kindergarten.

Roxanne stood among a group of parents, craning her neck in anticipation.

When the teacher brought out her daughter from the toddler class, she hurried over.

Angela, spotting her mom, dashed towards her, her backpack thudding against her little back with each step.

Her adorable approach and the hug that followed melted Roxanne’s heart.

Lifting her head, she asked, "Mommy, is Uncle really discharged today?"

Roxanne lifted Angela into her arms and answered, "Uncle might not be able to join us for dinner tonight. But don't worry, he's all better now, so Angela, you don't have to worry about Uncle taking all those medicines anymore."

"Why can't Uncle join us for dinner?" Angela pouted. She had a gift for Dominic.

Roxanne explained, "Because Uncle was picked up by Daddy. They must have some important business."

Maybe it was something about the new technology.

Even though Dominic was no longer working at the Rodriguez Group, if Harrison needed help, Dominic would surely be eager to assist.

Back home, they were greeted by Evelyn, apron-clad, "Roxanne, Angela, you're back! Where's Dominic?"

Evelyn had come over especially to help prepare dinner.

The little tyke nodded vigorously.

Ever since the father and daughter had gone apple picking last fall, Angela's affection for her dad seemed to have grown leaps and bounds.

She nodded again with extra zeal. "Missed you lots!"

Roxanne, standing nearby, chimed in. "A week, huh?"

"Yep," Harrison replied, holding Angela close. "A whole week. Just had to see you and this munchkin before I go. Especially you."

His gaze locked onto Roxanne, unflinching, his eyes brimming with unspoken love.

"You know, it just hit me that we've never had a proper family portrait. How about we snap a quick one before I head to the airport?" Harrison asked with gentlemanly charm.

Roxanne found herself unable to decline. "Sure."

"Just grab my phone; it'll do."

Harrison took out his smartphone, deftly flipped to the selfie camera with one hand, and drew both Angela and Roxanne into the frame.

The camera showed Harrison smiling. "Our first family portrait. Just the three of us."

No longer a family, really.

But Roxanne said nothing, merely offering a smile as she leaned in close to Angela, accommodating Harrison's photo op.

After the snapshot, Harrison murmured his thanks.

Roxanne, with a polite distance, responded with a "You don’t need to thank me," before adding, "Send me the photo later, will you? I'll print it out and put it by Angela's bedside."

Angela would undoubtedly cherish this family portrait.

"Will do," replied Harrison, glancing at his watch. "I should head to the airport now."

"I need to get Angela to the kindergarten," said Roxanne, lifting her daughter into her arms. "Say bye-bye to Daddy, sweetie. Wish him a safe trip."

Angela waved her tiny hand in farewell.

With a sudden movement, Harrison pulled both mother and daughter into a tight embrace, his voice a deep mix of restraint, regret, and love. "Roxanne, what do you say we give this another shot? Let's remarry."