Chapter 246
It happened so fast.
It was really so sudden that Roxanne couldn''t believe her ears.
The snow continued to fall, the wind kept on howling, and in the chill, every sense was heightened.
Every word Harrison said struck her fragile nerves with a resounding force. Although it was freezing,
Roxanne felt a warmth beginning to spread within her, probably due to her racing heartbeat.
With her blood tingled, the cold was suddenly forgotten, and so was the falling snow. Her heart was in
turmoil, filled with unease.
Facing the snowstorm, Roxanne looked at him, bewildered. "Harrison, do you even know what you''re
saying?"
She had been the one to suggest the divorce. In hindsight, it was quite a reckless move. She didn''t
want to divorce him, but when it came down to choosing between her career and her marriage, she
chose the former.
She had hoped that this would change Harrison''s attitude, make him see their marriage in a new light,
respect her independence, and support her ambitions of making money by herself.
The world was no ce for a housewife who depended entirely on her husband for happiness.
Once a woman put all her expectation of happiness on her husband, she in fact would be the one being
supported financially by the man, or to put it bluntly, she would be like a parasite, depending on his
man about literally everything.
She was too proud to rely on anyone else.
Especially when Harrison was so aplished and respected. How could she, living off him like a
parasite, ever consider herself his equal, or discuss pure affection?
Even though she couldn’t be roughly the same as him, when she was able to earn her living by herself,
wouldn’te for Harrison’s money or position, she could feel she became more confident and
assured in a rtionship.
But Harrison didn''t understand any of this.
She thought his coldness after the divorce was a calcted decision. She never expected him to regret
his actions, to want to get back together.
He was the one who cut her offpletely, even going as far as blocking her number from his phone
and WhatsApp, and even deleting it from the cellphones of Alexander’s, Vincent’s and those of his
associates. He also deleted Chloe Mitchell’s number and WhatsApp.
Acting like they were strangers when he ran into them.
She had managed to pull through, feeling as if she had narrowly escaped death.
Just when she hade to terms with the failure of her marriage, he suddenly appeared again,
expressing his regrets, wanting to remarry.
Her peace of mind was once again disrupted.
How would she be able to face it?
She looked at him, asking seriously, "Harrison, are you sure you know what you''re saying?"
"I''m pretty sure."
His voice wasn''t as clear due to the vast emptiness of the snowyndscape and the loud wind. But it
was firm, resolute, striking her disoriented heartstring with every word.
She was beginning to understand him less. "Harrison, I always thought you were steady, always made
rational decisions."
But as a matter of fact, that wasn''t the case.
Before their divorce, he had thrown a fit because she was too engrossed in her work and neglected
him. He had said that there was no point being together if she only cared about her work, and
suggested they might as well divorce.
During the divorce, he had been adamant about not agreeing. But then he had suddenly asked her to
swiftlyplete the procedures, and cut her off immediately afterwards.
In retrospect, it wasn''t exactly mature.
It wasn''t the behavior one would expect from a sessful businessman.
"You suddenly wanted to cut all ties. And now, all of a sudden, you want to remarry. Harrison, this is
making me feel very uneasy and scared."
Harrison, standing in the snow, allowed the wind to cut through him like a de. His broad shoulders
slumped slightly.
"Haven''t you ever thought about remarrying me?"
Roxanne didn''t want to lie to herself.
Or to him.
Looking at his sad and desperate eyes, she answered him honestly.
"Harrison, in the past few months since we split up, Chloe and I have been doing business and making
quite a bit of money. Things are looking sessful. But that''s just a case of failing in love and
seeding in business. I''m not doing as well as I seem."
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Eating alone, sleeping alone.
And there was no one warming the bed.
Her best friend, despite being caring and attentive, had her own family, her own children to take care
of.
She couldn''t spend her whole life with her.
When she fell ill, she had to tough it out alone, not wanting to bother anyone. She had to go to the
hospital, wait in line, see the doctor, get prescriptions all alone.
During her free time, when she wasn''t busy with work, she would space out.
She would ask herself. Wasn’t she punishing herself by choosing to divorce?
But still, she believed that she should hold on firmly to her career to be self-supported.
No one could be relied upon forever, not even her parents, or Harrison, the man who was so much
more aplished than she was.
Only by holding on to her career did she feel secure.
It was something that even Harrison, the richest man in Seraphim Haven, couldn''t give her.
She was not doing well, and she told him honestly.
She also wanted to tell him about her true feelings.
"But, Harrison, it feels like I''ve adapted to life after divorce. The feeling of not being forced, of earning
my own money and spending it, is really reassuring."
Harrison didn''t quite understand what she meant. "So, you''ve never thought about remarrying, not even
a little bit?"
She told him seriously, "Harrison, I''m really scared. I can''t answer you right now. We should both take
some time to think it through."
Harrison looked frustrated.
He seemed dejected and disappointed, but he didn''t show it.
He tried to console himself that this oue was actually good, at least he wasn''t outright rejected.
But it felt even more painful than being rejected.
They both fell silent for a while.
In the midst of the snowstorm, Harrison took off his camel coat and put it over Roxanne''s shoulders.
"Could you walk a little further with me?"
In this snowy weather, taking a stroll with the man you love should be a wonderful thing.
But Roxanne was truly exhausted. "Harrison, I''ve been working non-stop for over 30 hours. I really
want to go home and sleep."
"I''ll walk you to your door." Harrison just wanted to spend a little more time with her.
"No need. Go home. I''ll contact you tomorrow."
With that, she turned and briskly walked away.
Harrison called out after her, "Roxanne, what''s your new number?"
She hadn''t deleted his number. "I''ll call youter," she said.
"Do you still have my number?" he asked.
Roxanne didn''t turn around, and she merely paused in her stride.
She stood against the falling snow, the wounds in her heart that had just healed suddenly torn open
and pulled apart. "You blocked and deleted my number, but I didn''t."