The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 185

Harrison, who hadn't shaved in five or six days, suddenly looked a decade older.

When the consulate called, Harrison was leaning against the car window with his hand propped on his forehead, his eyes briefly shut.

Even when asleep, his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

So as not to wake him, Alexander promptly rejected the call.

Then he sent a message to the person in charge at the consulate.

Alexander hoped Harrison could rest a bit, so he wanted the consulate to relay the latest news through WhatsApp because Harrison hadn't slept in days and now had finally dozed off in the car.

However, Harrison shot his eyes open almost instantly.

His eyes portrayed his extreme fatigue. "Who was that on the phone? Any news about Anne?"

He snatched the phone.

It was a call from Mr. Robert.

He called back immediately.

"What did you say?" Harrison's lips quivered violently.

His voice was filled with choking sobs and pain. "You're saying it's… confirmed?"

He was trying to keep himself together.

His red, swollen eyes were brimming with suppressed tears.

He sought more information from the call, hoarsely asking, "What was she wearing?"

Mr. Robert spoke in a grave tone. "I'm sorry, the body has decomposed. There are no clothes, only parts of the body. The head is still missing. Additionally, we found a notebook with writing on her."

The phone dropped straight onto the car's carpet.

Harrison uncontrollably shed tears.

It was the first time Alexander saw Harrison cry.

Even when Harrison's mother died seven and a half years ago, Alexander hadn't seen him cry.

His robust figure suddenly weakened.

It was as if his emotional pillar had suddenly collapsed.

Alexander, having heard the content of the call, was in shock.

If Roxanne was really dismembered, he couldn't even begin to imagine what she went through.

Alexander's shoulders sagged. "How could this happen? How could someone be dismembered?"

They all knew that Novaria was unsafe.

But how could something like this happen to Roxanne?

"It can't be Roxanne; it absolutely can't be." Harrison's voice was hoarse but filled with determination.

He couldn't accept something like this happening to Roxanne.

She didn't even know she was Mrs. Rodriguez yet; she hadn't enjoyed the world's wealth and riches; there was still so much happiness she hadn't experienced.

Harrison rushed to the local police station almost immediately.

The dismembered body was indeed a girl's.

Mr. Robert handed Harrison a blood-stained notebook. "This is the victim's belongings, Mr. Rodriguez; take a look."

The term "victim" felt like a cold knife plunging straight into Harrison's heart.

He felt a wave of confusion. Just a few days ago, they were still together, enjoying the bliss of marriage.

So how did she suddenly run into trouble?

His heart was trembling.

Harrison took the blood-stained notebook, hoping it wasn't Roxanne's.

He desperately wanted to confirm this.

But he was too afraid to open it.

Finally, he decided to flip open the notebook.

Not it! This wasn't Roxanne's handwriting!

Roxanne's handwriting was always bold. She was always writing about plans to expand the company, lease new factories, hire workers, etc.

But what was recorded in this notebook was some legal knowledge.

It likely belonged to a female student studying abroad in Novaria.

The moment he breathed a sigh of relief, Harrison felt a bit dizzy and almost fainted.

Luckily, Alexander supported him in time.

After days and nights without sleep, Harrison's body was on the verge of collapse.

He wasn't superhuman; his body was about to give out, but he was still persisting, using his last bit of strength to keep searching for Roxanne.

Alexander grabbed his shoulder, trying to hold him back.

Usually, Harrison walked like the wind, standing tall and steadfast, reassuring people around him.

But today, Alexander just tugged slightly at his shirt, and he started to wobble.

He looked as if his backbone had been stripped away and was very unstable on his feet.

Alexander hurriedly supported him. "Harrison, you really need to rest. If you keep going like this, your body might give out before you find Roxanne."

"I can't rest." He signaled to his bodyguard, Jackson. "Jackson, get me two more drinks."

Jackson hesitated and looked at Alexander.

Alexander's voice suddenly became sharp, trying to warn him against his behavior. "Harrison! If you keep downing caffeine drinks like this, forcing yourself to stay awake, you might drop dead!"

Jackson also advised him. "Yes, Mr. Rodriguez, you really can't drink anymore."