The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 311

Roxanne's instincts screamed at her to dodge, to evade the emotional onslaught.

But Harrison held both her and little Angela in a tight embrace, his strength evident yet careful not to cause them any pain.

She was flustered. "Harrison, didn't we agree on this before?"

"I'm sorry." Harrison, struggling to restrain himself, reluctantly let go of them, his voice tinged with desolation, "I got carried away. I shouldn't have talked about this in front of Angela. I know you don't want to hear it. Just pretend I didn't say anything."

Roxanne steered the conversation elsewhere, "Don't worry about us. You go and take care of your business overseas. When I can, I'll take Angela to visit her grandpa."

Three hours later, Harrison boarded the plane.

A week flew by, and it was Friday.

At just past four in the afternoon, Roxanne wrapped up the last of her work and called Vincent.

"Vincent, are you at home? I'll bring Angela over in about an hour."

"An hour, huh?" Vincent's voice crackled over the phone, "Roxanne, I might not be back by then. Harrison's flying back today. He called me insisting I pick him up from the airport. I've just set off for the airport. It'll probably take me an hour and a half to get back. I've got a dinner party tonight, but I could cancel it. Since Harrison's coming back today, why don't you join us for dinner? I'll have Marico prepare."

Harrison was coming back today?

Roxanne thought it was tomorrow.

Seems she had gotten the dates mixed up.

She declined politely, "Vincent, that's alright. You've got your dinner party, so you should go. You've made plans. Don't cancel on my account."

"Those old chaps aren't as important as Angela and you," Vincent declared firmly. "Nothing beats spending time with my granddaughter."

"Vincent, really, it's okay. I know you love spending time with Angela. I'll bring her over tomorrow morning. I've got to run, talk to you later."

After hanging up, Roxanne glanced at the clock.

There were twenty minutes until Angela's school let out.

It was time to leave for the kindergarten.

As she exited her office, she overheard the staff buzzing with grim news.

"Good heavens, how tragic! That plane crashed over the ocean. What hope is there for survivors?"

"Let's hope some made it. With over two hundred people on board, it'd be devastating if no one survived. That's hundreds of shattered families."

"It's a curse, these crashes happening more and more often."

The employees' faces were somber as they discussed the grim news, Chloe among them.

Roxanne approached, "What plane crash?"

"A Boeing international flight to Seraphim Haven Airport," one co-worker informed her, reciting the flight number before asking, "Roxanne, you mentioned Harrison was coming back tomorrow, right?"

When she heard the flight crashed today, Roxanne's heart began to race.

Her mind blanked for a moment.

A feeling of dread crept over her, and she quickly asked, "Chloe, which flight are you talking about?"

Chloe repeated the flight number.

Without thinking, Roxanne frantically tried to call Vincent.

She needed to confirm Harrison's flight number.

After all, Harrison too was flying back today, direct to Seraphim Haven Airport.

Perhaps due to panic, her fingers trembled as she struggled to dial Vincent's number on her phone.

Chloe, noticing Roxanne's distress, asked urgently, "Roxanne, what's wrong? Harrison isn't flying back today, is he?"

"I don't know," Roxanne replied, her voice barely audible, her body feeling weak.

Finally, Vincent's number dialed through.

But no one answered.

Roxanne called over and over, the calls went through, but Vincent never picked up.

This had never happened before.

Vincent normally answered her calls immediately.