The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 166

"Dad, what are you guys talking about?" Roxanne walked over with a smile.

The title "Dad" was obviously directed at Vincent Rodriguez.

"We're just shooting the breeze," Vincent responded cheerfully.

"Dad," Roxanne handed Vincent a bowl of soup and said, "Have some soup."

"All right."

The soup Roxanne brought over was clearly not your average soup.

Vincent gulped down half of it in one go.

Roxanne made chit-chat with him, and they exchanged a few more words.

Sebastian Martinez, on the sidelines, couldn't get a word in. Roxanne was his daughter, but he felt like an outsider.

Meanwhile, Vincent seemed to have a father-daughter bond with Roxanne.

It was a bitter and uncomfortable feeling.

However, from another perspective, if the wealthiest family could treat Roxanne like their own daughter, Sebastian thought he should be comforted.

After dinner, Roxanne got busy.

Vincent pulled Sebastian aside and said, "We must agree, if Anne has a daughter, you can't fight with me over her. I have to look after this granddaughter myself."

Sebastian was puzzled and asked, "Don't wealthy families always hire nannies?"

"Nannies and nutritionists are necessary, but I still want to watch over her myself. Even the most professional nanny wouldn't spoil my granddaughter like I would as a grandfather."

"Mr. Rodriguez, why don't you want Roxanne to have a boy?"

Vincent's words were filled with anticipation for a granddaughter.

Did he particularly like girls?

Without hesitation, Vincent said, "I like my granddaughter the most. Of course, if Roxanne gave birth to a boy, I wouldn't mind either."

This wealthy family was truly decent!

They respected people and were down-to-earth.

They treated Roxanne well, did not favor men, and did not belittle women.

On the contrary, in this wealthy family, girls received more attention.

Marrying into this wealthy family, Roxanne was undoubtedly going to enjoy life.

Sebastian was very comforted.

That night, Roxanne came out after taking a shower.

Harrison Rodriguez handed her a bank card.

She looked familiar and said, "Is this the bank card my dad gave me during the day?"

"Yes," Harrison put the card in her hand. "He insisted on giving it to you, said it was to support you in buying a house. He told my dad to make sure to give it to you."

Holding the card, Roxanne took a step forward, wrapping her arms around Harrison's neck.

She leaned deeply into his arms.

"Harrison, thank you."

"Why thank me?"

Harrison immediately wrapped his arms around her slender waist, gently kissing her forehead.

Her eyes were a bit moist as she said, "Thank you for mediating between Sebastian and me and letting me feel the belated father-daughter love."

"I didn't really do much."

"I know you did a lot."

The two leaned intimately together.

Harrison lowered his head, and, while kissing her moist tears, he said, "Don't cry. Isn't this what I should do as your husband?"

"I'm not crying; I'm very happy." She never thought that someone would treat her so gently.

That night, the two of them were intimate for a long time, a very long time.

In the end, Roxanne held Harrison tightly, falling asleep from exhaustion.

Her breathing became gentle.

After confirming she was asleep, Harrison gently moved her arms and legs off of him.

Then he quietly got out of bed.

Harrison was smoking alone on the balcony of the living room. He usually didn't smoke much.

He was feeling restless that night and wanted to alleviate the stress by smoking, but he ended up smoking more and more.

There were already several cigarette butts on the balcony floor.

With a heavy heart, he messaged Alexander and asked, "How should I tell Roxanne about my real identity?"

Alexander immediately replied. "Just be straight with her."

Harrison asked, "Aren't you asleep?"

Alexander answered, "I'm reviewing the quarterly report."

Harrison said, "Excuses."

Alexander admitted, "All right, you got me. I can't sleep. I'm thinking, why does Hazel Dawson keep betraying me when I love her so much?"

Harrison responded, "Because she's not a good woman."

Alexander asked, "Doesn't she have a heart? Can't I move her after eight years?"

Harrison answered, "She has a heart, but it's a dirty one. Otherwise, she wouldn't be running around with other men behind your back."

Alexander suggested to Harrison, "Just be honest with Roxanne. At least you two truly love each other, unlike me, living in a loveless deception. Roxanne might blame you for not being honest at first, but she won't leave you."

Harrison firmly responded, "No, I'm scared. I'm scared that if she wants to leave me, I can't allow that possibility. I need to find a perfect solution."

Alexander asked, "So, did you find one?"

Harrison answered, "Not yet."

Alexander suggested, "Then just wait for the right moment."

Harrison told Alexander, "Go to sleep."

Alexander said, "I can't sleep. Harrison, why don't you come out and have a drink with me?"

Harrison refused, "I don't have time; I need to go back and cover Roxanne with a blanket. Drink less."

Alexander complained, "Stop showing off your love in front of me; I don't want to see anyone showing off their love right now."

Harrison retorted, "So when you and Hazel were showing off your love in front of me, I just had to accept it?"

Alexander said, "Can't you stop rubbing salt in my wound?"

Harrison said with a serious tone, "The best way to forget someone is to face her, then ignore her. Running away is never the solution."

Alexander said, "I don't want to hear all this wisdom; just leave me alone!"

Harrison put down his phone.

He was afraid Roxanne would smell the smoke on his breath.

After all, he'd never smoked before Roxanne, so he took another shower, brushed his teeth, and chomped on a couple of chewing gums.

Once he was all set, he hopped back into bed.

He wrapped his arms around Roxanne from behind.

Roxanne, who was sound asleep, seemed to sense his embrace. She turned around and snuggled into his arms, continuing to sleep peacefully and blissfully.

Harrison gently kissed her forehead and slowly closed his eyes.

About a month passed.

Winter had arrived in Seraphim Haven.

Other cities would be freezing cold by October.

However, this seaside town would only start to feel a bit chilly in December.

During those days, there was a banner outside the sales office of Roxanne's new residential district announcing the opening of the third phase of the project. The banner promised exquisite decoration and furniture and appliances worth $30,000 for those who bought houses, with a lucky draw, and the top prize was a villa.