Chapter 190
Chloe felt like she was in a soap opera or like she was reading some online fiction. Her best friend was
actually experiencing such wild drama and romance. She couldn’t believe how lucky Roxanne was.
She married the richest man in Seraphim Haven, bing a high-societydy overnight. Talk about
winning the lottery!
Chloe was both envious and pleased, but all in all, she was genuinely happy for Roxanne.
She remembered how Harrison’s father, Vincent, the Chairman of the Rodriguez Group, cooked meals
for his daughter-inw, Roxanne. The dozen or so employees in theirpany also got to enjoy this
treatment, eating meals prepared by Mr. Rodriguez himself. Each grain of rice they ate seemed more
precious than gold.
They all went to the airport. Three of the men went to collect their boarding passes, while Chloe and
Roxanne sat down to rest. The more Chloe looked at Roxanne, the more she felt that Roxanne was
one lucky duck.
“Anne, howe I never noticed before how lucky you are?” Chloe asked.
“Huh? I don’t see it.” Roxanne said, thinking Chloe was acting weird since they got up that morning.
“I think you’re the kind of person who would marry into a wealthy family.” Chloe said.
“I’m thin and don’t look like a rich girl. How could I possibly marry into a wealthy family?” Roxanne
asked.
“Although you’re skinny, you have an air of wealth about you. You really look like a high-societydy.”
“Chloe, do you want me to divorce Harrison?” Roxanne pinched Chloe’s arm. “Why don’t you think our
marriage will work out? Do you really want me to be a high-societydy?”
Chloe rubbed the spot where Roxanne pinched her and couldn’t help butugh.
“Alright, alright, I was just saying. I don’t want you to divorce Harrison. When you came back yesterday,
Harrison said that if you two ever argued and he upset you, he wanted me to mediate and speak well of
him in front of you. He cares about you so much, and you love him too; how could you possibly
divorce?”
Chloe believed their marriage was the happiest one she had ever seen. She was sure they would
never divorce. She was just waiting for the day when Roxanne realized she was a high-societydy.
Roxanne would probably have a child by then, right?
Chloeughed. “I just hope you get pregnant soon.”
“Don’t worry.” Roxanne’s mouth curled into a smile. “We haven’t been using contraceptiontely, so I
think I’ll get pregnant soon.”
Twenty-plus hourster, they arrived back in Seraphim Haven. Instead of going home, Roxanne went
straight to work. She had to go on a business trip to Warmville so she could rent a factory, set up a
production line, and expand the production scale. She booked a flight to Warmville for the same day
and sent Harrison a message just before boarding, telling him she was going on a business trip. And
just like that, the couple was separated for a week.
A weekter, Harrison finished his work and was ready to fly to Warmville to find Roxanne. But the
flight was canceled due to a typhoon. Harrison, who was already at the airport, decided to drive to
Warmville.
“Are you sure you want to drive yourself?” Anthony, his driver, was surprised. “Mr. Harrison, are you
sure? It’s hundreds of kilometers to Warmville. It will take nearly ten hours.”
Could Mr. Harrison endure such a long time?
“Mr. Harrison, it’s not safe to drive for ten hours straight unless we rest midway.”
Harrison was determined. “It’s fine; if you get tired halfway, I can take over.”
Anthony couldn’t convince him to change his mind.
He understood that Mr. Harrison before and after his marriage were twopletely different people.
He was desperate to see his beloved wife, so Anthony could only follow his orders and drive straight to
Warmville.
They didn’t stop on the way.
When they arrived, Harrison called Roxanne several times.
The phone kept ringing, but no one answered.
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Finally, they got in touch. Roxanne rushed to the front desk and looked at Harrison.
She hurriedly introduced him to Madison, the receptionist.
“Madison, this is my husband, Harrison Rodriguez. You can just call him Harrison. Please show him to
my dormitory.”
Then she said to Harrison. “Harrison, I still have some things to deal with. Wait for me in the dormitory.
I’lle to you when I’m done.”
She had already taken a few steps away after she finished speaking.
Harrison, who felt neglected, frowned as he watched his wife walk away. Her figure quickly blended in
with the workers on the production line, and he lost sight of her.
He didn’t notice that Madison was looking at him with admiration.
This was Roxanne’s husband?!
He was really handsome, elegant, and had a strong aura.
He was like a character from a TV show.
Madison couldn’t help but take a few extra nces.
Harrison didn’t like being stared at.
On the way to Roxanne’s dormitory, Harrison stopped and looked at Madison seriously.
“Harrison, why did you stop?” Madison also stopped.
He frowned and said, “If Roxanne knew that you were staring at her husband like this, do you think she
would fire you?”
“How could she? Roxanne has always said that her husband is handsome and that she would
introduce us when she had the chance.”
Harrison was speechless.
Madison continued. “We always say that handsome husbands shouldn’t be shown off, or they’ll be
stolen by others.”
Harrison asked. "What else did Roxanne say?"
"Roxanne said she isn''t afraid of us stealing her man. She told us to go ahead and try. She even said
that if someone could really snatch him away, she wouldn''t care."
What a woman!
Was she trying to show how confident she was?
Or was she just not that into him?
Did she really not care if someone took him away?
Did she even realize how popr her husband was?
Harrison felt a bit upset.
This feeling of difort lingered untilte at night. Not only did it not fade away, but it deepened.
Roxanne had promised to have dinner with him.
But she was too busy. She stood him up, and he just had a meal delivered to him from the cafeteria.
That was her idea of handling it.
Harrison wasn''t unfamiliar with this kind of fast food.
He and Roxanne had been living together for half a year, so they often ate street food.
He had noints about the meal itself, but he was upset by Roxanne''s indifferent attitude.
This woman''s life revolved around two keywords: work and money.
Where did he, her husband, fit into her life?
Harrison felt helpless as hey on the single bed in Roxanne''s dorm room.
One o''clock in the morning.
Roxanne returned to the dorm inplete darkness.
In order not to disturb Harrison, she carefully entered the room.
The light suddenly turned on.
Harrison sat in the chair, looking at her with a frown and a smirk. "Finally done with work?"
"Are you still awake?" Roxanne walked over.
Knowing he was angry, Roxanne sat next to him, wrapping her arms around his neck, trying tofort
him.
"I''m sorry. I know you came just to see me, but I was really too busy. I didn''t mean to neglect you. Can
you please not be mad?"
"Are you really that busy?" Harrison raised an eyebrow, looking at her skeptically. "You could totally
delegate some of your work to your subordinates. You don''t have to do it all yourself."
Roxanne let go of his neck. "It''s not that simple."
Harrison didn''t say a word.
She always put work first.
"I''m going to sleep!" Harrison, in a foul mood, fell onto the bed with his back to Roxanne, seemingly
already asleep.
That night, the exhausted Roxanne slept soundly.
Affected by a coastal typhoon, a heavy rain began outside.
The wind howled, and no matter what, Harrison couldn''t fall asleep.