The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 200

This voice was brimming with a kind of subtle vibe.

As he waited for Roxanne to answer him, the night outside the balcony grew stiller and deeper.

Roxanne did not answer him directly, suggesting that she was hesitant or she did not love him.

So, she did not reply straight up.

Because once she made up her mind, she would voice it without a moment’s hesitation.

Harrison, feeling anxious, gripped the railing tightly and suddenly said, "Forget it, you don't have to tell me the answer."

Roxanne, miles away, felt a certain kind of unease, made worse by her own emotions.

In the cold wind, looking at the falling snow, she said, "Harrison, you should know I was with you to avoid being harassed by Oliver. I was also looking for someone suitable to spend my life with, not for love."

Harrison seemed a bit down.

In the darkness, his tall figure seemed particularly lonely.

He tried to hide his inner turmoil with a composed voice, "I know."

She had already told him this when they got married.

Then he asked, "What about after we got married, in the past six months, have you ever loved me?"

After asking this question, Harrison's back stiffened.

He gripped the railing even tighter. The more helpless he felt, the tighter he held.

Roxanne, on the other end of the phone, did not answer him immediately.

Looking up at the same night sky as Harrison, she asked, "Harrison, it's snowing here in Warmville. What about there?"

"Anne." Harrison's voice was hoarse, carrying a certain unfamiliar emotion, "Just answer my question. After we got married, have you ever loved me?"

"Harrison, people our age can't love that deeply or love only one person." She was telling the truth.

These were all her real feelings after experiencing so much.

She had been abandoned twice.

Once by her biological parents, who abandoned her when she was four.

Once by Dominic Thompson, who she grew up with. They lived through storms together, but in the end, Dominic left.

This kind of experience made her reluctant to rely on anyone.

Naturally, she wouldn't become a person obsessed with love and wouldn't love that crazily.

Telling the truth might hurt others, so she continued to comfort Harrison.

"Harrison, of course, you are the husband I chose. Whether you are a worker after bankruptcy or a tycoon, you are the husband I acknowledge. I will try to adapt to our status gap, and I will take this marriage seriously."

Her answer was neither passionate nor cold, very serious.

Harrison just chuckled. His laughter was full of a mixture of pain and helplessness.

His hand gripping the railing unintentionally loosened. He was out of strength.

Her answer made him even more disappointed. Was she just looking for a life companion?

In the end, she didn’t love him.

"How heavy is the snow over there?" He seemed to be trying to distract himself, changing the subject.

"I think when I wake up tomorrow morning, the branches on both sides of the road may be bent by the heavy snow." Roxanne, watching the falling snow outside the balcony, replied.

"It must be very cold."

"Mhm."

"Rest early, keep warm, and don’t catch a cold."

"Harrison," Roxanne called out.

"I’d prefer if you call me darling." Harrison's voice sounded relaxed but was filled with anticipation.

Roxanne was somewhat at a loss for words, and she was still not too accustomed to those intimate and sweet terms of endearment.

Perhaps it was due to her independence and not relying on others.

Harrison unabashedly said, "Roxanne, when you're with me and calling me darling, you're really enchanting."

Roxanne was speechless

This was not something to be shy about.

They were a couple who had experienced many intimate moments and deep conversations.

There was nothing for her to be shy about.

But discussing such a topic late at night seemed a bit...

"Harrison, I'm going to sleep." Roxanne reminded, "Don't stay up too late either."

"Mhm."