The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 186

A confused look spread across Roxanne's face as she stared at the group of men, who were all laughing heartily.

They were mocking her for not knowing the true identity of her own husband.

But due to communication barriers and the threat she still posed to them, they hadn’t been completely honest with her.

By the bonfire.

The men continued to chow down on meat and guzzle drinks.

The dancing flames illuminated Roxanne’s cautious and guarded face.

Regardless of why these men had taken her or what unknown identity this “Harrison” they spoke of had, she still needed to find a way to escape.

At the moment, her life didn't seem to be in immediate danger, but who knew what crazy stuff this band of thugs would pull next?

When they started to get a little tipsy, Roxanne took the opportunity to excuse herself to the restroom.

After a few days of interaction, the men had come to understand this gesture.

One of them accompanied her, keeping a watchful eye on all her movements.

The place where Roxanne chose to relieve herself was near a waterfall.

The water was rushing violently, and it was surrounded by jagged rocks.

Jumping down would surely pose a risk to her life.

If she wasn't swept away by the current, she would hit the rocks. Even if she didn't die on impact, she would likely be severely injured.

The water was so deep that if she were knocked unconscious, even if she could swim, she could still drown.

But she had to jump.

While pretending she was done, she rose from the bushes and took a leap of faith.

The slightly drunk man tried to catch up, but it was too late.

Roxanne's petite figure was quickly swallowed by the raging current.

The slightly drunk man stood on the edge of the waterfall cliff and looked down, but there was nothing to see.

Three hours later.

The night was still dark.

Roxanne, dragging her weary feet, navigated through the desolate jungle.

Her clothes were still wet, and the wind of the late night was like a knife that cut through her.

Exhausted and hungry, she was on the verge of collapsing.

She hugged her arms tightly, trying to find a little warmth.

But she felt like a block of ice, and her fingers were numb from the cold. She felt like she was about to lose consciousness.

Suddenly, footsteps and bird calls she didn't understand echoed in the jungle.

The men who had taken her were catching up.

She began running.

Sharp branches and leaves in the jungle scratched her face, neck, and the back of her hands.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands reached out, covering her mouth.

She turned her head, and her eyes widened.

The shock in her eyes seemed to say, "How is it you?"

Dominic Thompson signaled for her to keep quiet.

She nodded, and Dominic let her go.

Once the group had passed, Roxanne could only speak in a low voice. "Dominic, why are you here?"

Dominic remained vigilant, observing their surroundings.

He pricked his ears as he listened to the sounds around them.

After confirming that Roxanne's captors had indeed moved on, he still remained on guard.

He took Roxanne’s hand, leading her in the opposite direction.

It had been seven and a half years since Dominic had last held this slender hand.

Dominic’s heart was filled with mixed emotions as he held her hand tightly.

His original plan was to hold onto this hand forever.

He used to imagine them in their old age. They would cross the road together, shop at the market, take strolls in the park, sit on a bench by the road, and watch the sunset.

But now, Roxanne was the wife of the wealthiest man in Seraphim Haven.

Dominic no longer had the right to hold her hand.

But at this moment, Dominic decided to indulge himself one last time. He knew Roxanne was struggling, but he still held her hand tightly.

He allowed himself this final indulgence, which crossed the boundaries of their relationship.

All he wanted to do was savor the feeling of her hand in his just one more time.

"Dominic!"

Roxanne stopped, forcefully pulling her hand from Dominic's grasp.

"Dominic, first of all, I'm really grateful you're here. I guess you must have come to rescue me; otherwise, it would be a very big coincidence. I really owe you."

She had many questions waiting to be answered.

But first and foremost, Roxanne made her boundaries clear. "My husband is a jealous man. If he knew you were holding my hand like this, he might lose sleep. I can follow behind you; you don't have to hold my hand anymore."

"You really care about Harrison, huh?" Dominic's heart ached.

"Of course. He's my husband, the first man in my life."