The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 315

Harrison's heart ached as he watched Roxanne's tear-streaked face crumble in sorrow.

Gently, he wiped the tears from her cheeks.

Each scalding drop fell heavily, landing in the palm of his hand.

"I'm sorry, Roxanne," he whispered, pulling her close and kissing her forehead. "I staged that plane

crash. It was all a sick charade."

"I'm really sorry." He kissed her hair more deeply, burying her head against his chest.

"What did you say?" Vincent, who'd been lounging on the couch, carefully set Angela down on the floor.

Patting Angela's little head, he whispered, "Angela, why don't you go play with Zoey downstairs for a

bit? Grandpa needs to talk to Daddy, okay?"

Then, he shot Zoey a look.

Zoey immediately stepped forward, taking Angela's hand and heading out. "I’m gonna take you on a

little autumn adventure."

Angela obediently followed out.

Once Angela was out of earshot, Vincent approached Harrison, who had just released Roxanne from

his embrace.

Looking both guilty and apologetic, Harrison glanced at Vincent and said, "Dad, I'm sorry I didn't give

you a heads up. You thought I was really gone, and ended up in the hospital because of me."

"You staged the whole plane crash?" Vincent could hardly believe his ears.

Of course, having his son alive was a blessing.

But to deceive everyone with such a low tactic was unfathomable.

It wasn't a big deal that Vincent himself had fainted from shock – he was old bones, after all.

But did Harrison have any idea what Roxanne had been through these past days?

Vincent demanded to know how Harrison pulled off the deception.

In a mix of long and short explanations, Harrison came clean.

The news of the plane crash was a fake webpage created by Dominic and pushed to Roxanne,

Vincent, and a few others' phones.

It made them believe the crash was real.

But the news wasn't widespread; it was targeted. Dominic only sent it to specific people, sparing the

Rodriguez Group from any negative impact.

"Who else is in on this?" Vincent pressed.

Harrison honestly replied, "For the whole thing to work, only Alexander and Dominic knew. Dad, I'm

sorry for this."

"There are a hundred other ways you could have gone about this. Why choose such a ploy?"

Vincent was livid, his mustache almost bristling with anger.

He snatched up a mug from the coffee table and hurled it at Harrison.

It hit Harrison square in the forehead, immediately raising a bruise.

Harrison knew he had played dirty, and indeed he had caused his father undue concern.

Thankfully, Vincent wasn't dead from the shock.

Otherwise, Harrison would have been the son who killed his father with worry.

He could have dodged the flying mug with his reflexes, but he didn't.

"Dad, calm down, don't hurt yourself over this."

How could Vincent not be furious?

He grabbed another mug to throw at Harrison, but Roxanne quickly took it. "Vincent, please don't be

angry. Harrison's safe now, isn't he? Please don't blame him. He’s alive, and that's all that matters."

All mistakes weren't mistakes anymore.

Roxanne had realized the truth; as long as Harrison was alive, nothing else mattered.

Even now, she could hardly believe he was still with her.

After taking the mug from Vincent's hand, she stared at Harrison unblinkingly, filled with the relief of his

survival.

She knew the peace of this moment was hard-earned.

She didn't want to blame anyone anymore.

But was Harrison truly alive, or was it all just her illusion? So she didn't dare blink. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She examined him in minute detail.

Noticing his chest rise and fall, his stylish short hair fluttering in the breeze, his tall, impressive figure

standing strong.

The moment felt like a blessed gift.

"Don't protect him," Vincent seized the chance to scold Harrison. "A mistake is a mistake. Let me

properly educate him."

Roxanne signaled Harrison with her eyes and said, "Harrison, apologize to Vincent. He fainted with

worry after your 'accident'. It's dangerous to play such jokes on him."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Dad," Harrison quickly admitted, appeasing his father with several apologies.

Vincent's heart secretly leaped with joy at the chance to mend Harrison and Roxanne's relationship. He

sternly added, "You're not just supposed to apologize to me, but to Roxanne. And don't you ever play

such jokes on her again. And from now on, no matter what it is, you can't keep secrets from Roxanne.

Whatever it is, you have to listen to Roxanne, live a good life with her, and never mistreat her again."

Harrison took Roxanne's hand, his eyes softening.

His gaze was filled with the sight of a slightly nervous yet endearing Roxanne.

"Roxanne, did I just hear you say that as long as I'm alive, you'll agree to remarry me?"

Roxanne felt more than a little nervous.

Her eyes darted away, and she lowered her head, not knowing what to do.

It wasn't that she was afraid to admit what she had said moments before.

But with everything happening so suddenly, she felt overwhelmed.

When she had agreed to marry Harrison the first time, it was without love, simply to rid herself of

Oliver's nuisance and to lead a life with Harrison.

Without love, there was no need for nerves.

No heart racing with anticipation.

But now, she felt like a girl experiencing her first love, too shy to admit in front of her father-in-law that

she deeply loved Harrison.

Harrison didn't want to pressure her.

He tenderly stroked her head and said softly, "Roxanne, I'm not forcing you to marry me again right

away. I won't ever force you to do anything you're unwilling to do again. But please, give me a chance

to win your heart, until you fully accept me again, okay?"

Roxanne remained silent.

She was organizing her thoughts, trying to find the right words.

Harrison ruffled her hair affectionately and said, "If you don't speak up, I'll take it as a yes."

Off to the side, Vincent was so overcome with emotion that he was on the verge of tears.

This was the moment he had longed for in his dreams.

The day he finally saw these two young souls, like two halves of a broken mirror, come back together.

Wiping away tears of joy, he realized that his son's trick was underhanded, but it was undeniably

effective.

He knew he needed to give the young couple some space to themselves.

Seizing the opportunity, he discreetly slipped away, ushering the curious maid who had been

eavesdropping with them.

Harrison and Roxanne were left in the living room alone.

"Starting today, I'm officially pursuing you," Harrison said, his gaze serious and steady.

His eyes were soft, like a sky full of stars, intoxicating to behold.

"Roxanne, there's no rush for an answer. This time, I'll show you through my actions how important you

are to me."

In truth, Roxanne was kinda miffed.

Sure, he wanted to pursue her, but did he really need to scare her with that kind of prank?

She nearly lost her mind over it.

If it weren't for Vincent and Angela who needed her care, she might have given up on everything.

Well, she thought, it's time to make him pay a little. She flashed him a playful smile, "Are you sure you

want to pursue me all over again?"

"Mhm."

"Think it through, buddy. I'm not an easy catch, and winning me over won't be a walk in the park." She

smiled again, playfully yet in her heart, she had already forgiven him.