Chapter 328
After hanging up the call from Alexander, Harrison slid his phone into the pocket of his dress pants,
missing the WhatsApp notification that had popped up.
"Who''s calling thiste? Something urgent?" Roxanne inquired offhandedly.
"Just Alexander, don''t mind him."
Harrison stood up, taking Roxanne''s hand in his once more.
His tall, handsome figure cast a shadow over her slender form, making her seem almost fragile beside
him.
He yfully tapped her nose, "Let''s go, the moon is too beautiful tonight to waste. We''ll walk back to
the estate."
"Why don''t we wait for Anthony to bring the car around?"
Roxanne nced toward the hilltop.
Flowers nketed thendscape, extending up to the very peak.
The road meandered and spiraled on for miles in the distance.
Walking back would surely take over an hour.
"My legs are sore," she admitted, feeling the fatigue.
"I''ll carry you," offered Harrison, squatting down with a steady stance.
"No, thanks," Roxanne refused, "I''m quite heavy."
"Come on," Harrison insisted, already scooping up her legs and lifting her. "I won''t hear any
"But what if someone sees us, or if Anthony drives by?"
"He''ll pretend he didn''t see anything."
"I''m telling you, I''m heavy."
"With you? Please, you''re as light as a feather."
"Excuse me? I''m not that skinny!"
But she wasn''t, was she? She was shapely where it counted, after all.
They walked a while before she stopped insisting on being let down. Harrison carried her with ease,
and she settledfortably against his broad shoulders.
They hadn''t gone far when Anthony, indeed, drove by in a Lincoln. Seeing Mr. Harrison with his wife on
his back, he chose not to interrupt their intimate moment, elerating away with a thoughtful smile.
"Hey?" Roxanne called out, watching the car fade into the distance with a hint of disappointment. "Why
didn''t Anthony stop?"
"He knows his boss well," Harrison said, striding up the hill.
"Just don''tin when you get tired," Roxanne nestled against his back, feeling entitled to the
Harrison nced back with a smirk. "Are you doubting my strength?"
He was a fitness enthusiast, often joining Alexander and others for boot camps. He could run for miles
with a twenty-kilo weight on his back. Carrying her up the estate was nothing.
By the time they reached the vi, Harrison had broken a sweat, but he wasn''t tired. It was past eleven
at night.
Vincent was still awake, having spent time in the nursery. With age, his sleep had dwindled, and he
found sce in watching Ang slumber.
Seeing the couple return home, arm in arm, Vincent descended the staircase to greet them.
"Dad, why are you still up?" Roxanne asked first.
Vincent''s eyes held unshed tears, but the reason remained unspoken.
"Ah, Ang''s been asleep for a while," Vincent said. "You must be tired from the hospital visit."
"It was fine. I''m just d Evelyn''s okay."
Vincent nodded. "You should go rest. I need to discuss something with Harrison."
Roxanne headed upstairs, leaving the two men alone.
"What is it, Dad?"
"The matter of your remarriage to Roxanne and the issue of Ang."
Vincent''s voice carried a weight of concern. The shadow of international interest in 6G technology and
the Rodriguez family lingered ominously. Harrison''s expression darkened. "What are you suggesting?"
Vincent spoke sinctly, and Harrison rxed slightly. "We''re on the same page, Dad."
"I thought you might arrange it this way, but it''ll be hard on Roxanne," Vincent replied solemnly.
Harrison assured him, "I''ll take care of Roxanne''s side of things."
After Roxanne ascended, Vincent sat down, burdened with the legacy and the safety of his family.
"Dad." Harrison wanted to ask about his mother, but the words halted on his lips. The pain was still too
raw for Vincent, even after all these years.
Vincent stood to leave. "Get some rest."
Pausing, he turned back. "Oh, and Harrison, when you have Mr. Johnson and Victor handle those
documents, include my share for Roxanne and Ang."
"But Dad."
"Money is fleeting," Vincent sighed. "What do I need it for at my age?"
If wealth could bring back the dead, he would have Rita by his side. They''d spend their days tending to
a farm, content with their family.
But Rita was gone, and the wishful thinking brought no sce.
"I''m off to sleep," Vincent dered, intending to live long enough to see his cherished granddaughter
walk down the aisle.
When it came to finding a reliable boyfriend for Ang, he knew he''d have to y the gatekeeper.
After fretting over Harrison''s own wedding, he now had the future worry of Ang walking down the
aisle.
So, he had to keep himself in tip-top shape, aiming for a ripe old age.
When Harrison returned, Roxanne had already taken her shower.
Perhaps it had been too long since they were apart, because Harrison knocked politely on the door,
"Anne, may Ie in?"
Roxanne sat in front of the vanity, a face mask smoothing over her features.
She turned and hummed an affirmation.
Only then did Harrison push the door open and step inside.
Roxanne patted the mask on her face, then stood up and asked, "Harrison, did you notice your dad
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had tears in his eyes when you got back? It looked like he might have been crying. Do you think he
was missing your mom again?"
"Could be," Harrison moved closer. "Apart from missing Mom, nothing else really gets to him like that."
"It''s tough for him."
He took hold of her waist, gently pulling her into his embrace, "Can I sleep in your room tonight?"
With the mask on, her expression was unreadable.
But from the glimpse of her eyes, one could see she was serious.
Harrison gave her a pitiful look.
As if begging her to let him stay the night.
She pretended to be stern, "No way, you haven''t earned that privilege yet."
"Then I guess I''ll have to pull out all the stops." Harrison knew exactly how to touch her weak spots.
Bending down, he nted soft kisses on her earlobe and behind her ear.
Quickly, Roxanne''s resistance melted away.
She seemed ready to copse into his arms.
Years had passed without sharing a bed, and Harrison had only gotten more skilled at arousing her.
She pushed him away, "Go take a shower."
"Your wish is mymand!" Harrison bolted to the bathroom with swift steps.
He scrubbed himself clean, emerging spotless and stark naked.
At that very moment, Roxanne identally epted a video call from Harrison.
She hadn''t meant to, but Alexander had been calling insistently, and she worried he might have an
emergency, so she hit the ept button.
She was positioned with her back to the bathroom door.
The video connected.
Before Alexander could utter a word, he caught sight of a bare Harrison stepping out of the bathroom.
Having been brothers-in-arms for so long, Alexander had never been privy to such a sight.
Roxanne, a bit mortified, immediately ended the call.