Chapter 162
"Don''t worry too much. At least for the past few days, you''re safe," he tightly held Roxanne''s hand, his
other hand gently caressing her head, trying tofort her. "If anyone is really tracking you, I''ll protect
you."
For the past few days, Harrison had taken a leave and escorted Roxanne to and from work every day.
This made Roxanne feel much more secure. But Harrison also had his own job. He couldn''t stay on
leave to be with her forever. This wasn''t a long-term solution. Roxanne was still a bit worried. She
frowned.
It wasn''t until Harrison kissed her forehead that she smiled, "Maybe I really am too nervous." How
could she, an ordinary person, be maliciously tracked?
After showering, Roxanney in bed and sent some messages. Most of them were work-rted.
Harrison walked over, embraced her, and then took her phone. "Since you''re at home, you should
focus on being with me," Harrison looked at her somewhat intively, "Stop looking at your phone."
Before Harrison could finish his sentence, he kissed Roxanne''s lips. He wanted to be close to her. He
missed her scent terribly. She had been working overtime for several days. Every day, aftering
home and showering, she fell asleep within minutes. Harrison felt sorry for her, so he hadn''t touched
her for several days. Now, he was feeling restless. After kissing Roxanne for about half a minute, she
pushed him away. She ced her hand on his lips, "Stop it. I''m sending a message to Chloe to follow
up on the Russian orders."
After saying that, she reached for her phone again, ready to continue messaging Chloe. Harrison felt a
bit jealous, "You spend more time with Chloe than you do with me. I''m a failed husband."
"Harrison, why would you be jealous of Chloe?" Roxanneughed and looked at him, "Chloe and I only
spend time together for work. When we get home, I''m cuddling with you."
She really was just cuddling with him! Nothing else.
But he wasn''t satisfied!
Seeing Roxanne open WhatsApp again to message Chloe, Harrison snatched her phone away once
more. Roxanne was about to send a voice message to Chloe. She had just pressed the record button,
but hadn''t spoken yet, when Harrison took her phone again. "Stop chatting with Chloe, even about
work. You should be spending time with me."
Roxanne''s finger was still on the send voice message button, so everything Harrison said was sent to
Chloe. "Ugh..." Roxanne tried to grab her phone back, "Give me back my phone! Chloe heard
everything you said! She''s going to make fun of me again."
"..."
"Let me retract that message."
"Leave it." Harrison tossed the phone aside, then kissed Roxanne several times. His kisses were
bing more skillful. His sensuous lips moved from slow to fast, from light to deep. In just a few
seconds, Roxanne felt all her strength drain away.
Roxanne used all her willpower to break free from his embrace and reached for her phone. "No! I have
to retract that message, or Chloe will make fun of me."
But it was toote.
When Roxanne snatched her phone back and opened WhatsApp, Chloe had already heard Harrison''s
voice and replied with a text message, "Harrison is right. You should be with him and not neglect him.
Wishing you both have fun every night!"
Harrison and she read this reply together, then he kissed her ear and whispered, "See? Don''t neglect
me, okay?"
"Alright, alright, I''ll talk to Chloe about work tomorrow. But you haven''t showered yet. Go wash up. I''ll
wait for you."
Roxanne gently pushed Harrison.
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Harrison released her and made a salute gesture. "Yes, Mrs. Rodriguez!"
"Alright, stop kidding around. Go take a shower."
While waiting for Harrison to shower, Roxanney down. She had been working long hours recently,
with no breaks even at noon. Now, lying on the bed for less than two minutes, she fell asleep. Harrison
was eager for intimacy. He usually took half an hour to shower, but this time he finished in just over ten
minutes. He came out of the bathroom to find Roxanne already fast asleep. She clutched a pillow,
curled up like an extremely tired kitten. Harrison felt disappointed. She didn''t wait for him again.
In Harrison''s eyes, they still seemed like newlyweds in their honeymoon phase. He wanted to be close
to her every night. But in Roxanne''s perspective, they seemed like an old married couple,cking the
excitement of something new. Did she not miss him during the day? Had the novelty of him truly worn
off?
Harrison felt very let down. He didn''t get thefort he needed, so he was unsatisfied. He crawled into
bed, lightly kissing her earlobe. "Anne, give me a kiss." He tried to awaken her, to have her kiss him.
He kissed her earlobe, her cheek, and even her most sensitive areas, but Roxanne showed no
response. Her only reaction was fatigue. She was just too exhausted. She pushed away his kisses and
touches impatiently, grumbling, "Don''t touch me. I''m so tired."
Her voice indeed sounded extremely weary. After saying that, she turned over and went back to sleep.
In less than two seconds, she was back in a deep sleep, her breathing slow and heavy. Harrison, left
with a disappointed expression, was abandoned on the side.
It was another lonely and unbearable night, left feeling neglected by his wife, unable to sleep. It was
bathroom, using cold water to wash himself from head to toe, forcing his aroused body to calm down.
He couldn''t sleep the entire night.
At 6 a.m., just as the day was dawning, Roxanne woke up promptly due to her internal clock. She
turned over, preparing to get up, brush her teeth, and then head quickly to the airport. Harrison, who
had hardly slept a wink, felt her stir and reached out with his long arm. He held her slender waist tightly
and pulled her into his embrace. He opened his eyes, kissed her cheek, and asked, "Had enough
sleep?"
Roxanne responded with a good morning kiss, "Good morning. Did I wake you?"
He had been thinking about her all night.
Harrison turned over, gently yet energetically pressing against her. He quickly undid the buttons of her
nightgown. Roxanne was busy pushing him away. "Harrison, no. I have to pick up a client from the
airport. If I''mte, they''ll think we''re not serious."
"I''ll be quick," Harrison coaxed her, continuing to kiss her most sensitive spots.
Roxanneughed helplessly. How quick could he be? Even at his fastest, it would still take over an
hour. Thepany she and Chloe had reopened was just a small tradingpany, not veryrge in
scale. Even their office space was rented in Urban Sun Vige. In recent days, the economy had been
sluggish, making it difficult to secure orders from Europe and America. They had finally found a client
from Africa. If they could win this client, thepany''s annual revenue might increase by several
hundred thousand dors. It was such a great opportunity, she had to seize it.
"No," she forcefully pushed Harrison away, then got out of bed. Harrison wrapped his arms around her
waist from behind, his head against hers. "Don''t you miss me?"
"I do." Roxanne turned around, lowered her head, and kissed his forehead. "But I need to make money.
I have to secure this client."
"Am I not important to you?"
"Harrison. Are you jealous?" She chuckled, both crying andughing.
He had been jealous of Chloest night, and now he was jealous of her client this morning.
"You''re not exactly young anymore. Why are you still so easily jealous like those seventeen or
eighteen-year-olds?"
"How am I not young?"
Indeed, he was still very young. Especially in terms of physical stamina, he might even be stronger
than those in their early twenties.
Roxanne knew this very well.
Harrison tried to pull her back onto the bed. Roxanne slipped out like an eel.
"No means no. I need to freshen up and then hurry to the airport."
Although Harrison''s charm was irresistible...
When he opened her clothes and his fingertips touched her skin, it felt like an eternal wildfire sweeping
through her heart. But Roxanne was a practical person. Nothing was more important than making
money. She quickly finished freshening up and changed her clothes.
Harrison had to get up with her. He pretended to be her chivalrous escort, ready to take her to the
airport.
"Harrison, didn''t we agree yesterday? You don''t need to take a day off to apany me today. I''ll go to
the airport with Chloe. You can take the subway to work."
Harrison looked at Roxanne. She was changing her shoes by the shoe cab. "You really don''t need
me to take you?"
"Yeah. Haven''t I been without a car being tracked these past few days?"
Roxanne put on one shoe and started on the other.
"And with Chloe around, nothing will happen to me. We''re meeting a client today. You''d just be in the
way."
She found him bothersome?
Harrison didn''t want to be looked down upon by her.
He walked over and said, "Do you need an interpreter to help you receive the client? I''m proficient in
French, Swahili, and Arabic which were popr in Africa. I can assist with trantion."
Last time, Harrison mentioned he could speak Russian. Now, he imed proficiency in several other
college? How do you know so manynguages from different countries?"
"I just know a little," Harrison replied, looking at Roxanne, who had already put on her shoes. He knew
he would have to tell her one day that he spoke many, manynguages. Rather than confessing
everything at once, he preferred to let her gradually discover the real him.
Roxanne was impressed by Harrison''s versatility and praised him. Although Harrison maintained a
calm exterior upon hearing the praise, he felt joyful inside. "I can apany you to the airport and
maybe even help with trantion."
"No need, you should go to work. This African client speaks French. While I don''t know French, Chloe''s
proficiency in it is high. She''ll be a great trantor."
Before they got married, Chloe excelled in various aspects. If she hadn''t made so many sacrifices for
marriage, she might be more sessful than Roxanne now. Oliver Lewis never truly appreciated
Chloe''s efforts. Of course, Harrison didn''t dwell on this matter too much. He was just thinking how
much better it would be if Chloe didn''t know French. Then, he could apany Roxanne to the airport
in the guise of being a trantor and spend more time with her.
Harrison had a feeling that his position in Roxanne''s heart might be inferior to Chloe''s. The person
Roxanne spent most of her time with every day was Chloe, not him. After Roxanne left, Harrison
deliberately called Jack.
"Don''t let the security car get too close. Mrs. Rodriguez is very alert. Don''t let her discover anything
else."
"Yes, Mr. Harrison."
"But don''t give Hazel Dawson any chance."
"Don''t worry, Mr. Harrison. Hazel won''t have a chance to directly confront Mrs. Rodriguez."
On that day, Roxanne and Chloe sessfully signed a contract with the African client, in a hotel. After
the contract signing, Roxanne and Chloe treated the client to a meal at the hotel and arranged
amodation for them. By the time everything was settled, it was already 8 p.m.
Hazel had been quite emotionally unstable these days. She always wanted to make others as
miserable as she was. She wanted to make Harrison, the culprit, as miserable as she was. She tracked
Roxanne every day, hoping to expose Harrison''s true face in front of Roxanne, but Harrison''s
bodyguards didn''t give Hazel any chance. Even though she knew Roxanne''s whereabouts, Hazel
couldn''t get close to her. The more she pursued, the more vignt the people arranged by Jack
became.
When Roxanne went to the airport, Jack had a car follow her the whole way. Since being discovered by
Roxanne previously, they changed the vehicle they used every day, making sure Roxanne wouldn''t
notice. On the way to the hotel to sign the contract, there were also people covertly protecting her.
Roxanne was highly alert. Even though she didn''t have any evidence right now, she still had a feeling
someone was watching her.
After apanying the client to the hotel for rest, Roxanne held Chloe''s hand and stood in the hotel
lobby. She pretended to bend down to tie her shoces and whispered Chloe''s name.
Chloe didn''t hear what she said clearly. "Roxanne, what did you say? Speak louder."
Roxanne gestured for her to also bend down. Then she whispered, "Chloe, have you noticed that we
seem to be followed?"
"Really?" Chloe looked around.
Roxanne grabbed her. "Don''t look around! Do you see that woman in high heels and a white fur coat?
Doesn''t she seem a bit strange?"
Chloe nced, "Really? Why would a woman be following you?"
"Did you get a clear look? Actually, she''s not a woman. She seems like a man dressed up. Even her
hair looks like a wig."
"Really?"
Chloe wanted to take another look but was held back by Roxanne. "Don''t deliberately look now. If he
realizes we''ve noticed him, it could be trouble. Let''s leave quickly."
She pulled Chloe and briskly walked out of the hotel lobby. The bodyguard dressed as a woman patted
the earpiece hidden in her wig and said to herpanion, "The target has left the lobby. Stay close.
I''ve been spotted. The target might have already sensed I''m following her."
The captain of the bodyguards, Jackson, who controlled everything, admired Mrs. Rodriguez''s
perceptiveness. He had even disguised the bodyguard as a woman, yet she still noticed?
Mrs. Rodriguez''s vignce was truly strong. Roxanne got into the red Porsche and didn''t even have
time to fasten her seatbelt before driving off. Chloe reminded her, "Roxanne, fasten your seatbelt first.
Don''t rush."
Roxanne quickly drove out of the underground parking lot. The surveince coverage here was low, so
she needed to leave quickly. "Chloe, please help me navigate to the nearest police station."
"Why do you need to go to the police station?"
As she started the engine, four other cars around her also started theirs. The people in the cars looked
like couples, mother-daughter pairs, or friends traveling together. They appeared to be guests of this
hotel, but Roxanne couldn''t shake the feeling that something was off. Especially the chubby man in the
car opposite. He had appeared in her line of sight three times already. He must be following her.
"You navigate first. I''ll tell you after we reach the police station."
Chloeplied and searched for the nearest police station on her phone''s map. Roxanne drove there
quickly while calling Harrison. "Harrison, where are you?"
"I''m still working overtime at the office. What''s wrong, Roxanne?" Hearing the urgency in her voice,
Harrison quickly reassured, "Don''t worry. Take your time telling me."
"I might be being followed again. Can youe to the police station on Dragonrow Avenue to pick me
up?"