The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 76

At that moment, Roxanne was standing there, holding a bra she had just taken off, looking awkwardly

at Harrison at the door.

Harrison's gaze unintentionally fell on the item in her hand.

A black bra.

It turned out that the girl who loved bright colors on the outside, preferred black on the inside.

He pretended not to be embarrassed, then apologetically and politely retreated from the door, saying to

her, "You go ahead and get dressed."

Roxanne breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure, he had seen her body when he helped her apply medicine the previous time.

But Harrison's sudden entry and seeing her undress left Roxanne feeling a bit awkward.

When she lived alone, she wouldn't wear a bra under her pajamas after taking a bath.

But after Harrison moved in, she had to put on a bra every time, only to take it off before bed.

From then on, she would have to wait until Harrison was asleep before she could remove her bra.

Even though they were husband and wife, that kind of thing still took some getting used to.

After putting her bra back on, she finally came out and asked, "What's up?"

Sitting on the couch, Harrison closed his laptop and looked up at her, "Sorry, I'll knock next time."

"No worries. I'll be more careful too." She gave a little laugh.

Harrison then said, "I have a business trip tomorrow morning; I'll probably be gone for about a week."

"Where to?" Roxanne asked hurriedly, "Why so long?"

Harrison casually asked, "Are you going to miss me that much?"

Roxanne didn't know how to answer that question.

Because she didn't have an answer in her heart.

They had been married for a month, spending every day together.

She had seen Harrison's reliability, responsibility, and thoughtfulness and found being with him to be

quite easy and comfortable.

It seemed like she was slowly getting used to life with Harrison.

She thought for a moment, then honestly said, "Honestly, I'll probably feel a bit out of sorts without you

around, but you're doing this for work, right?"

Hearing her say she would miss him, Harrison locked eyes with her. There was no smile in his eyes,

but there was a hint of satisfaction.

"I'll try to come back as soon as possible."

"Where are you going?"

"London."

"London, that's far. There's a serious pandemic going on; isn't it risky to travel that far?"

"It's not as bad as you think."

"How many hours on the plane?"

"About 8 hours."

"Did your company get you economy or first class? If it's economy, there will be more passengers, so

be careful. Try not to take off your mask."

But not taking off the mask also wouldn’t have worked.

8 hours without food and drink.

Roxanne was a bit anxious.

"Harrison, how about this? I'll get up early tomorrow morning and make you a big breakfast. After you

get on the plane, don't take off your mask to eat. Wait until you get to London to take off your mask;

that's safer."

Looking at the concerned Roxanne, Harrison frowned.

Keeping his identity hidden was such a hassle.

Otherwise, he could simply tell her that he was actually flying private.

The only people on the entire plane would be him, a few of his executives, and the flight crew.

And that private jet was his own, and it even had a dedicated flight route.

There was no risk at all.

But all he could do was lie, "Don't worry, I'll take care of myself."

"What time is your flight?" Roxanne asked again.

Harrison replied, "Seven."

"That early, can you make it? If not, I can go back to the company, drive the company car over, and we

can get up early tomorrow morning and I can drive you."

"No need, the company's car is picking me up in the morning."

"So, you have to get up at five?"

"Yeah."

The next morning, Roxanne got up at four.

She made ribs with sweet and sour sauce, stewed beef, and even made pudding for dessert.

By the time Harrison got up, breakfast was ready.

At that time, it was still dark outside.

It was early, around 5:15 in the morning.

Harrison saw the elaborate meat dishes on the table and couldn't help but frown, "Eating so much meat

so early?"

"Eating meat will keep you full longer, so you won't get hungry so quickly. And this rice pudding, it's also

filling; eat more, and then you won't have to eat on the plane."

"All the passengers are domestic; there's no risk on the plane."

"But I checked the flights to London today; there's a layover overseas. How can you say there's no

risk?"

How was he going to explain to Roxanne that he was flying on his own private jet with no risk at all?

Seeing his frown, Roxanne handed him a spoon and said, "Alright, I got up early to prepare all this for

you, and you're still picking at it. I know it's not good to eat greasy food in the morning, but do it for me

and eat it all."

Her stewed meat, sauce, and sweet rice pudding were indeed delicious.

But after finishing breakfast, he did feel a bit full.

Despite that, Roxanne kept admonishing him, "Eat up, and don't take off your mask during the journey."

Harrison could only oblige.

If he had known it would come to that, he might as well have told her he was the big boss of the

Rodriguez Group when they got married.

But if he had told her then, she might not have married him.

What to do?

This was the price of hiding his identity.

Harrison had no choice but to finish all the meat dishes.

Roxanne smiled, satisfied, "Now you should be full enough; you won't be moving much on the plane,

so you should be able to hold out until evening."

That was Harrison's own private jet. The plane had two levels. There was even a separate gym on the

plane.

Not moving around was impossible.

Once on the plane, he would have to move around a bit; otherwise, with a belly full of food, it would be

hard to digest.

Looking at the time, Roxanne said, "Alright, go change your clothes; get ready to go."

Harrison went to change into the suit Roxanne had tailored for him.

The clean shirt, straight pants, and dust-free black leather shoes all made him look refreshed and

handsome.

The suit was less than five hundred dollars, but on him, it gave off a high-end brand vibe.

Indeed, tall, good-looking, and with a good foundation, anything he wore had an aura.

Especially Harrison's long legs, which gave off the unique charm of an international supermodel.

Not only that, but there was also an air of nobility.

Roxanne thought to herself, “If Harrison wasn't bankrupt and had more money, he'd be a real catch.”

She walked him downstairs.

His car was parked in the narrow alley right outside the rental house.

Alexander was actually the fictitious driver the company sent to pick up Harrison.

Even so, Alexander didn't get out of the car.

To avoid raising Roxanne's suspicions, he deliberately drove a mid-range business car to pick up

Harrison.

Outside the car, Roxanne said goodbye to Harrison.

It was still early morning, and the sky was not fully bright.

Harrison's tall figure was elongated under the streetlight.

Roxanne stood before his shadow, watching his handsome silhouette.

"Harrison, remember what I said. When your flight stops for foreign passengers to board, don't take off

your mask and be careful."

Harrison closed the trunk and turned around.

"I got it."

He gently touched her head and said,"You're becoming quite a nag."

Roxanne lightly swatted his hand away, "Hey, hey, hey, wasn't it you who said we should keep our

distance and not cross lines? You're touching my head now; are you trying to get closer to me?"

"You sure remember clearly." Harrison knew, of course, what he'd said before.

He just couldn't help himself.

Seeing her so concerned about his flight, he just wanted to pat her head.

However, Alexander, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw that scene.

Why did those two seem like they were in a relationship?

Surely, they weren't going to hug goodbye.

Alexander was just curious, staring at the rear view mirror in his mind chanting, “Hug her, hug her.”

He was hoping Harrison would hug Roxanne because he'd never seen Harrison hug a woman before

and was curious to see it.

However, things didn't go as Alexander had hoped.

Harrison didn't hug Roxanne, and Roxanne didn't hug Harrison.

It seemed their relationship hadn't really progressed.

How frustrating.

But man, these two were slow.

They were by the car, and Harrison still wasn't getting in. Who knows what they were talking about?

Roxanne checked the time. Afraid that Harrison might be late for his flight, she hurriedly urged him,

"Alright, get in the car. We'll talk more once you're there."

Harrison wanted to say something more, but Roxanne was rushing him, so he didn't linger. He opened

the car door and got in.

Alexander in the car gave Harrison a smile, "You're going to be gone for a week, and you didn't even

hug Roxanne? You're leaving for so long; can you really bear to part with your new bride?"