The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 201

Roxanne didn't respond; just glanced at the car parked in front of her.

Even though she wasn't a car enthusiast, she recognized the flashy logo. It was a Rolls Royce.

This was the same model as Mr. Alexander's, only with a different plate number.

Both Harrison and Alexander had bought the same car.

They were really good pals.

This car was a testament to Harrison’s status as the richest man in Seraphim Haven.

Looking up at Harrison again, she found it hard to connect him with her ordinary life.

They seemed to be from different worlds.

Yet, they ended up as husband and wife.

Even though she knew she had to get used to the disparity between their statuses, she felt

uncomfortable even before getting into Harrison’s luxury car.

“What's wrong?” Harrison asked again.

“Nothing.” Roxanne got in the car.

She had ridden in Alexander's Rolls Royce before, but this time, she felt way more uneasy.

Sitting in Harrison's car, something just didn’t feel right, and she arrived at Harrison's home with a

restless mind.

Ever since Vincent learned that Roxanne knew about their financial situation, he had been extremely

nervous.

He could hardly eat or sleep.

He feared his daughter-in-law would blame him for hiding everything from her.

At the entrance of Rodriguez Oasis Estates, Vincent watched from a distance.

When he saw his son Harrison's car return, he immediately went up to greet him and followed him into

Rodriguez Oasis Estates.

This time, there was no need for Anthony to open the car door. Vincent rushed to open it himself to

welcome his daughter-in-law.

Back when Vincent would open the car door for her, Roxanne was always delighted.

He was a good father-in-law.

Now that Vincent was the chairman of the Rodriguez Group, Roxanne felt kind of overwhelmed when

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The whole Rodriguez Oasis Estates looked very magnificent, which made Roxanne feel a bit

oppressed.

It was a huge adjustment for her, like a small creature used to a chaotic environment being forcibly

placed in a clean pool with noble lights shining in and soothing music playing. She felt like a pet fish.

How could she adjust?

“Anne, I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have lied to you.” Vincent apologized several times, and his remorse

seemed genuine.

Seeing his weight loss, Roxanne asked with concern, “Dad, why have you lost weight?”

“I was afraid you would blame me for intentionally deceiving you,” Vincent said, launching into a lengthy

apology.

The chairman of the Rodriguez Group was apologizing to her over and over again.

Roxanne was overwhelmed, “Dad, I can’t blame you. What's done is done. Let's not talk about it

anymore. I just hope we can all be honest with each other in the future.”

“This is all my fault.” Harrison took Roxanne's hand tightly and glanced at everyone, “Let's go inside.

It's windy out here.”

As they walked and talked, “The relatives wanted to meet you when they heard I was officially bringing

you home. But I turned them down because I was worried you wouldn’t feel comfortable. Once you're

used to it, I'll gradually introduce you to them. You've probably seen some of them on TV or the

internet.”

“Okay.”

The Rodriguez family’s mansion was unbelievably huge.

They walked through the gardens and straight into the large living room with floor-to-ceiling windows on

all sides.

Two rows of servants stood on the clean carpet, ready to welcome them.

They respectfully approached Roxanne, saying, "Mrs. Rodriguez, welcome home!"

Roxanne felt a sudden upgrade in her status.

A girl from the countryside with no background, no education, and no money, could she really become

the Mrs. Rodriguez of a top-tier wealthy family?

It felt like a dream!

Harrison started introducing each person to her, all with their specific duties.

There were gardeners, cleaners, kitchen staff, farmhands...

Even the kitchen staff had specific roles like nutritionist, western chef, etc...

Roxanne was a bit puzzled.

Did the Rodriguez family really have such detailed divisions of labor for their servants?

Seeing her confused expression, Harrison held her hand comfortingly, “It's okay. You'll get to know

them the more you come here.”

“Are we going to live in such a big mansion?” Roxanne's hand shifted uneasily in Harrison's palm.

She was used to ordinary small houses.

Moving into such a luxurious mansion with so many people serving her, she felt a bit out of place.

Harrison looked at her, “We'll live in another mansion. This one is just for occasional visits.”

Roxanne breathed a sigh of relief. She still wanted to live in their own house. Looking at him, she said,

“Harrison, can we continue living in East Adjacent Estates?”

Harrison frowned, “You want to live in that shabby house?”

Shabby?

Roxanne was puzzled. That was the house she had bought with a hefty down payment.

Harrison had been in charge of the luxurious renovation.

Where was it shabby?

Oh... he was the richest man. Probably one of his bathrooms was as big as her master bedroom.

This mansion had a swimming pool, a hot spring, and many people serving...

How could her small house not be considered shabby?

She felt a pang in her heart.

Her hand quietly slipped out of his.

But she said firmly, “Alright, if you like living in your mansion, I can move in.”

She had said she would try to adjust to their status gap.

She would try her best.

“Good girl!” Harrison ruffled her hair and took her hand again, “I won't let you live a hard life anymore.”

She wanted to say her life wasn’t hard.

She had changed her destiny through her own efforts.

She's got her own place in the city and even started her own small business.

Now she was raking in seven figures a month.

Where was her misery? It was just Harrison's idea that she was having a hard time.

Harrison probably lived in the lap of luxury while she just wanted a chill life. The gap was massive.

This distance was like an invisible wall between her and Harrison.

He was right there in front of her, but Roxanne felt like he was miles away.

He's changed. He wasn’t the same Harrison that made her feel safe.

Roxanne felt sad inside, but she held it in.

When Harrison took her hand again, she didn't feel happy, only more unsettled and lost.

Today, she joined Harrison and Vincent for a family dinner at their swanky place in Seraphim Haven.

After dinner, Roxanne retreated to her room.

Vincent pulled his son aside, "Harrison, do you think we overdid it with the formality? Did we make

Roxanne uncomfortable?"

Harrison frowned, deep in thought.

When he walked back into the room, Roxanne's already had a bath.

In the walk-in closet, there were clothes that Harrison had prepared for her. She changed into a pink

nightgown and curled up in a corner of the bed.

On the large bed, her slender figure looked like a scared kitten, just brought home, huddled in the

corner, too afraid to move.

Harrison walked over, "Is it hard to adjust on your first day back home?"

She felt like this was Harrison's home, not hers.

But she put on a light smile, "I'm okay."

Harrison sat down next to her, gently pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and

passionately kissed her forehead.

His hot breath trailed down to her lips.

He was kissing her greedily.

In the past six months, he’s become quite good at kissing.

Every time he kissed her, she felt pleased, as if she was indulging herself.

But today, when Harrison kissed her again, her nerves were on edge. She felt uneasy and panicky...