The Windfalls of Love novel Chapter 220

Roxanne held her handbag tight, lost in a whirlwind of thoughts.

Even though she was gripping the strap of her bag hard, she felt like she was grasping at thin air; her heart and mind were both a mess.

She forced a smile, “Harrison, let’s grab some street food.”

She had been a good girl recently, not arguing about her reluctance to become a full-time housewife anymore.

She was even willing to use the credit card he provided.

Harrison was pleased.

Their lost child was partly due to his intense desire one night, which was too much for her to handle.

But another part was because Roxanne was under a lot of stress from work.

If she had just become a full-time housewife then, she wouldn't have had to work so hard.

Seeing Roxanne calm down over the past month, Harrison was relieved.

“Whatever you say.” He playfully ruffled Roxanne's hair. “Let's grab some street food, but I need to go upstairs and grab my jacket.”

“Sure.”

Roxanne suppressed her pain and forced a smile.

Her hand, holding the handbag, was shaking uncontrollably.

“You go get your jacket. I’ll wait for you downstairs.”

“Come with me.” Harrison took her hand, ready to hold it in his own.

Suddenly he frowned, “Why is your hand so cold?”

It was supposed to be a warm spring day, with the sun shining brightly.

“Oh, maybe it’s a bit chilly today.” Roxanne tried to pull her hand back, but Harrison held on tight.

As they walked upstairs, he warmed her hand.

On their way, they passed company employees.

He took the executive route, and everyone recognized him.

Seeing him, they would respectfully greet, “Mr. Rodriguez, hello!”

“Mm.”

He nodded slightly, gripping Roxanne's hand tighter, cheerfully introducing, “This is my wife.”

“Hello, Mrs. Rodriguez.”

Everyone treated her with the utmost respect.

Hearing that, Roxanne felt a mixed bag of emotions.

That position would not belong to her in the future.

Was she being too sensitive?

It was she who wanted the divorce, so it was her own doing that this position wasn't hers.

But Harrison wanted her to be a full-time housewife, a role she was extremely reluctant to take on.

Usually firm and decisive, she was then hesitating.

Every time someone called her "Mrs. Rodriguez", she would smile and nod in response, but inside, she was a storm.

Reaching the 89th floor, they got out of the elevator.

He introduced, “This floor is for the CEO’s office. Samuel Carter, Alexander, and I work here, as well as our secretaries. If you need to find me, just come straight to the 89th floor.”

Roxanne didn’t know how to respond.

Harrison added, “Feel free to drop by anytime.”

Just then, they ran into Alexander.

Seeing them holding hands, Alexander felt a pang of jealousy. He stopped and greeted them. “Harrison, Roxanne, seeing you lovey-dovey in the company, how are we divorcees supposed to live?”

Harrison held onto Roxanne and said, “If you're envious, you could consider remarrying.”

“Is remarriage that simple?” Alexander shot Harrison a glare.

Harrison calmly replied, “Chloe is a good woman, you two have been getting along well recently, haven't you?”

Alexander responded, “Chloe is a good woman; don't joke about her. This kind of joke isn’t appropriate.”

Roxanne remained silent.