The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 13

That guy who just walked in, all prim and proper, was a big-shot lawyer who often popped up on TV

news interviews. He was also a well-known figure in Seraphim Haven.

Roxanne had seen him on the tube before. She couldn’t quite remember his name though.

However, Mr. Johnson's cases all started from hundreds of millions, with an annual income reaching

nine figures. This was reported in a news interview. How could he know Harrison and show such

respect to him?

Mr. Johnson walked up to Harrison, gave a nod, and started to address him as Mr. Harrison out of

respect. But he quickly corrected himself because Alexander, the guy next to Harrison, had given him a

heads-up not to reveal Harrison’s identity. “Harrison, I’ve already talked with the police. You, your wife,

and your wife’s friend can all go now,” he blurted out.

Harrison just grunted in response. Mr. Johnson gestured for Harrison to go ahead.

Everyone was stunned, especially Oliver, who had just been ragging on Harrison. He was

gobsmacked, staring at Harrison in disbelief. How could a guy who was broke, penniless, and

borrowed money from his wife could have such powerful connections? And he can just walk out of here

anytime he wants?

Oliver was a bit peeved. His own brother-in-law didn't even have these kinds of connections. How did

Harrison pull it off? Did he judge him wrong?

Chloe was also taken aback. She was watching Harrison, and even though he was dressed in cheap

clothes and flip-flops, he carried himself with an aura that was intimidatingly strong.

"Anne." Chloe gently nudged Roxanne. "Who is this guy your husband brought in? How is he so

powerful that he can just get us out of here?"

Sophia's husband had some clout around here, but even he can't get them out. This guy Harrison

brought in, and he did it without breaking a sweat? Roxanne was also puzzled. Harrison was flat broke,

not a penny to his name. How the hell did he know a big shot like Mr. Johnson from Seraphim Haven?

Harrison then grabbed her hand, "Let's go home."

It was not the first time he'd held her hand and she didn’t resist as much this time, though it still felt a bit

odd.

His hand was strong and comforting. All her worries and fears from the detention center vanished,

replaced by a sense of calmness.

Roxanne caught herself staring at their intertwined hands. His hand was nice to look at, clean, slender,

like it could dance gracefully over piano keys. She snapped out of it, she was not some lovesick girl,

and quickly called for Chloe to follow her.

As Chloe caught up, Oliver also hurried along, not wanting to be left behind.

"Mr. Lewis." Harrison suddenly stopped and gave Oliver a cold look. "Have you forgotten what you said

earlier?"

Oliver’s face turned ashen.

He did say that if Harrison managed to escape detention, he would eat his own shit. But he didn't

actually do it. He stammered, "We're all friends here. You wouldn't really leave me behind, would you?"

Harrison responded icily, "Are we friends?"

Chloe didn't defend Oliver this time. Served him right.

Roxanne also stayed silent, and tugged on Chloe, "Let's go."

Harrison told Mr. Johnson, "This guy has nothing to do with me. Let the police handle him according to

procedure."

Mr. Johnson was an expert at reading people and he understood what Harrison meant. After

responding respectfully, he motioned for the police to continue detaining Oliver. After all, Oliver did

throw the first punch.

No matter how much Oliver protested, nobody let him leave. "Chloe, talk to Roxanne's husband for me,

are you really just going to leave me here?"

Chloe, holding her child, and glared at Oliver, "You can stay here and reflect on your actions."

Alexander, seeing his president come out, quickly sent him a message on WhatsApp: "Mr. Harrison, I’ll

leave now that you're out. You don't want your wife to know about your identity, so I can't give you a

ride home."

Harrison replied: Okay!

First, Roxanne and Harrison dropped Chloe off at her home before heading back to their rented place.

Their houses were close by, so they decided to walk home.

Just like the last time, Roxanne didn't ask any questions. In theory, she should have asked Harrison

some things. But her silence was a relief to Harrison. She was too quiet though. Harrison, somewhat

impatient, blurted out, "Aren't you going to ask me anything?"

Roxanne retorted, "Is there something you want to tell me? If you want to say something, say it.

Otherwise, I won’t pry."

Women as rational, calm, and intelligent as Roxanne were truly rare to find. She surely knew that if he

didn't want to talk, asking was pointless. But wasn't she his nominal wife? Shouldn't she be curious?

Something felt off to Harrison, but he still decided not to disclose his identity and made up another tale.

"Two years ago, I saved Mr. Johnson, a big shot in Seraphim Haven. I called him just now for help, and

I guess because I once saved him, he got the police to release us so quickly."

Roxanne just nodded. As they were walking, Harrison glanced at her, "You don't have anything else to Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

say?"

"Nah. But thank God you saved Mr. Johnson or we'd be in hot water." Roxanne picked up the pace,

"Let's head home, it's late. Sorry for dragging you out and disturbing your sleep."

Last night, when Roxanne woke him up because of a nightmare, she said sorry and he thought it was

normal. But the politeness she was showing today made Harrison feel a little uneasy. Was she being

too polite to him? He then remembered they were just strangers initially, so her politeness was justified.

Harrison didn't dwell on it anymore.

Upon reaching home, Roxanne found Vincent sleeping on the living room couch, apparently sound

asleep. She tried to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking him.

However, Vincent was just pretending to sleep. He could only rest easy after ensuring that they both

had safely returned home. Now that Harrison and Roxanne were back, he could finally go to sleep in

peace.

Roxanne had been hit on the back with a chair during the fight. While showering, she felt a pang of

pain on her back. After showering, she applied some medicine in the bathroom. Some spots were hard

to reach, so she went back to her room and closed the door tightly.

Seeing Harrison already prepared to sleep on the floor, she felt a bit embarrassed, "Harrison, could you

help me apply some medicine? On my back, I can't reach it."

Harrison frowned.

"If it's inconvenient, never mind." Roxanne worried that undressing would make things awkward. She

had never undressed in front of a man before. Even if it was her husband, she would still feel

somewhat uncomfortable.

"Come here." Harrison sat up, patted the space in front of him, and gesturing for her to sit across from

him.

"Okay."

Roxanne walked over and sat down. "I appreciate it."

Harrison looked at her beautiful back. She had just taken a shower, and her hair was tied up in a bun,

revealing her swan-like neck. Harrison was somewhat shy, avoiding her gaze, "Take off your clothes."

"What?" Roxanne reacted.

Harrison still avoided her gaze, "How am I supposed to apply the medicine if you don't take off your

clothes?"