The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 205

The curly-haired assistant was shaking like a leaf.

"Mr. Rodriguez, the boss said, during the meeting, any incoming calls..."

"Fire her," Harrison said curtly.

He didn't even get a good look at the new secretary before he gave the cold-hearted order.

Alexander and Samuel were left scratching their heads.

Just because he missed one call, he's flipping his lid?

Although Harrison usually had a frosty demeanor, the benefits for all Rodriguez Group employees were

top-notch.

Especially for newbies, who were treated to the company's people-first approach.

Joining the Rodriguez Group meant feeling like you belonged.

If a newcomer messed up, Harrison would usually give them a chance, not provide them with the boot.

What on earth was going on?

Alexander tried to console the teary-eyed secretary and glared at Harrison, "What's got your knickers in

a twist today, mate? Who pissed you off?"

Harrison didn't respond.

He was busy checking flight schedules on his phone.

He wanted to book the earliest flight to Warmville.

Unfortunately, there were no flights to Warmville today.

He quickly called his bodyguard, Jackson Thomas, "Jackson, get the plane ready. We're taking off in

half an hour."

"Mr. Rodriguez, are you using your own plane?" Jackson asked.

Harrison didn't have time to chit-chat, "Prepare for Warmville. I'll deal with air traffic control. You handle Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

the pre-flight stuff."

Even though he had his own plane, every take-off required dealing with a lot of paperwork.

He had to save every second he could. He couldn't wait any longer.

"Mr. Rodriguez, which plane should I check?" Jackson asked.

"All of them," Harrison said.

With different models parked at the airport and not knowing which one could take off immediately, he

had to check them all.

If there were a minor malfunction, it would take some time to fix.

Having all planes checked would ensure at least one could take off immediately.

Seeing Harrison in such a hurry, Alexander, who was listening to the call, started to worry.

"Harrison, is something wrong with Roxanne? Why are you rushing off to Warmville?"

Harrison didn't have time to answer and left quickly after hanging up the phone.

"Did something happen to Roxanne?" Samuel asked.

Alexander mused, "Looks like it."

Seeing the secretary who'd been scolded was about to cry, Alexander consoled her, "Don't take what

the boss said to heart. He's not as cold-hearted as he seems. Just do your job. But pay more attention,

alright? His wife is what matters most. If she calls, let him know immediately, got it?"

The secretary nodded.

The fact that Mr. Harrison cared about his wife most, she noted that.

From then on, the rumor that Harrison loved and spoiled his wife spread throughout the company.

...

Roxanne had been waiting until midnight, waking up in a daze.

She checked her phone.

There were no replies from Harrison.

She felt somewhat disappointed.

Was he mad at her and didn't want to deal with her anymore?

She didn't want to miscarry either.

Perhaps it was because their baby had vanished that Harrison was blaming her?

If he wasn't blaming her, if he wasn't angry, why wouldn't he reply?

She found herself increasingly concerned about his feelings, fearful of losing him.

But she hadn't been like this before.

Harrison arrived in Warmville around 1 a.m. and went from the airport to the hospital where Roxanne

was.

In fact, even if Roxanne hadn't messaged him, he would have known about her miscarriage after his

meeting.

She had his bodyguards around her.

When he arrived at the hospital, the bodyguards saw him from a hidden corner before approaching.

"Mr. Harrison!" they greeted respectfully.

"Is my wife inside?" Harrison asked.

"Yes, Mrs. Rodriguez might be asleep."

Indeed, Roxanne was asleep.

She heard noises outside the door and got up to open it.

She was in a single room.

The door was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened from the outside.

She thought she recognized Harrison's voice and someone calling him Mr. Harrison.

She guessed it must be people arranged by Harrison.

Even now, she was still not used to her husband's status as the richest man.

The moment she turned the lock, Harrison was outside, trying to open the door.

They collided.

Seeing her pale and haggard face, Harrison, no matter how angry, couldn't vent his anger.

He carefully lifted her into his arms and placed her on the bed.

Caught off guard, Roxanne felt uneasy and unsure where to put her hands as she was in his arms.

He gently put her down, and she held a corner of the blanket tightly, biting her lip, "Harrison, I'm sorry!"

She felt guilty because the baby was gone.

She knew he liked kids and felt sorry for him.

Harrison didn't speak. He sat by the bed, taking a deep breath.

His chest was heaving.

His face looked very serious.

But in the end, he asked with concern, "How are you feeling? Any discomfort?"

"No." She shook her head and then fell silent.

She lowered her head.

He looked at her, but she didn't dare look back.

The silence lasted for a while.

The atmosphere between them was unsettling.

Roxanne's breath was careful and quiet.

Her hand clutching the corner of the blanket tightened as if hiding something.

The more she tried to hide, the lower she hung her head.

She didn't really know what the hell was going on with herself. If Harrison wanted to blame someone,

he should blame her. After all, she didn't protect the baby in her belly.

"Harrison..." She lifted her head and saw that Harrison's face was stern.

He was looking at her, "Roxanne..."

They both spoke at the same time.

Harrison said, "You go first."

Roxanne said, "No, you go first."

Harrison took a deep breath, seeming a little annoyed. "Pregnancy is such a big deal. Why didn't you

tell me sooner?"

"I didn't know," Roxanne said, sounding innocent. "I didn't know I was pregnant."

"You got pregnant, and you're telling me you didn't know?" Harrison was furious. "Did you not want this

baby, so you deliberately miscarried and then told me?"

Not knowing how to answer such a pointed question, Roxanne's eyes shifted from uneasy to

heartbroken. "If I told you that I really didn't know I was pregnant, not until the baby was almost lost,

would you think I was lying?"

"You've said before, at this point in time, you didn't want to be pregnant, didn't want a baby. So, how am

I supposed to believe you?"

Harrison's voice was cold.

His facial features and his gaze were all cold.

They had just had a big fight a couple of days ago, and their relationship was already tense.

Now, it was like they were frozen solid.

Harrison couldn't figure it out. "Roxanne, even if you don't accept my billionaire status, you have no

right to abort my child. Why are you being so heartless? Just because you think we're not right for each

other?"