The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 103

When Roxanne got back, Harrison had just hung up the phone. She rushed out to buy a light bulb,

quickly climbed onto the dining table, and swiftly fixed the light.

When she turned it on, the light was working again. Harrison couldn't help but admire her.

"How do you know how to do all this stuff?"

"Well, I got used to living on my own. If I didn't do things myself, I'd have to pay for an electrician. So I

just learned."

Roxanne was truly self-sufficient.

"Come down, be careful."

Harrison reached out to help her. His eyes were full of worry. He seemed scared she might fall off the

table. He added, "I'll learn to do these things, I won't let you do them in the future."

Maybe he should pick up a few electrician skills?

Roxanne, standing on the table looking down at the concerned Harrison reaching out to her, couldn't

help but smile.

"What are you laughing at? Come down." Harrison took her hand.

She finally crouched down and quickly jumped off the table.

"Will you really learn?" Roxanne asked him as she put on her shoes.

"Do you think I'm less of a man because I can't even change a light bulb?"

He retorted. She shook her head. "That's not it. As long as you're willing to learn, that's enough. Next

time the light breaks, I'll let you fix it. You'll pick it up and take care of things around the house."

"Okay." Harrison ruffled her hair, "I'll handle these things from now on."

He felt bad for her. She even knew how to fix things like light bulbs. She must have had no one to rely

on before.

He stroked her hair and added, "From now on, I'll be the one you can rely on."

Roxanne laughed. She laughed until she felt like crying. But she wasn't used to crying in front of others, Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

so she held it in.

"Harrison, you have a lot of potential."

"How do I have potential?"

"Many women end up with men who don't lift a finger at home, keep their salary to themselves, and

expect their wives to serve them respectably. But you're different. You're willing to help with the

chores."

"That's all it takes for you to be satisfied?" Harrison gently stroked her hair again, "You're too easily

pleased."

Just because he said he'd learn to change a light bulb, she was satisfied?

She looked up at him with a smile, "I'm a very easily satisfied person."

Her smile was sweet, full of contentment and vitality. But as she laughed, tears welled up in her eyes.

She had always lived alone, always moving forward on her own. She had never had anyone by her

side.

When trouble hit, she had to overcome it on her own. She had to rely on herself for everything. When

she was sick, she had to endure the pain on her own, and still had to work to make money.

There was no one to share the burden with. But now, Harrison might be the one she can rely on?

Finally, someone was with her, giving her warmth.

She couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. This wasn't sadness. It was a sudden realization that

she finally had someone by her side.

Harrison understood her laughter, her tears, and her pretense at being strong.

In reality, she wasn't as strong as she appeared. All her strength came from the fact that no one had

helped her bear the pressure before, and no one had shown her kindness. So just a little warmth from

him deeply touched her.

But to avoid getting hurt, she wrapped herself tightly in her own defenses.

He didn't say anything. He just stroked her head, gently pulled her into his arms, and patted her back,

as if to comfort her.

She leaned against him for a moment. When she looked up, she had already reigned in her emotions

and looked at him with a sweet smile, "Harrison, I really want to kiss you."

Harrison frowned. Seeing his seriousness, Roxanne laughed again, "I'm joking. I'm still hungry. I'm

going to eat some more. Do you want more?"

With that, she wiped the table, brought the food back, and sat down.

"You've eaten a lot already, aren't you full?"

"I can eat some more."

She was really hungry today.

Harrison took the food to reheat it and brought it back, "You're such a glutton."

"Then I'll be a happy glutton." Roxanne ate heartily.

The reheated food seemed more homely and opened up her appetite.

The next day.

Roxanne was going to the golf course.

After she and Oliver parted ways, she didn't get any of the company's four cars, but ended up with a

pile of debt receipts. The golf course was sixty kilometers away, too far for her electric bike, so she had

to take a taxi.

Before leaving, Harrison asked her, "Are you sure you don't need me to go with you?"

"Don't worry, I can handle everything myself. Just go to work." she said confidently.

Harrison agreed, pretended to go to work, and entered the subway station. After a while, he had

Anthony drive him and followed her to the golf course.

Finn was waiting for Roxanne at the entrance of the golf course. When he saw her get out of the taxi,

his eyes were glued to her long legs. Even though she was wearing baggy sweatpants, they were still a

huge attraction for Finn.

His gaze made Roxanne feel sick. Seeing Finn's fat belly and greasy bald head, Roxanne felt like

throwing up.

But to get her money back, she had to smile. "Finn, you've been waiting long. Let's go in. I don't know

how to play golf, so don't get mad later."

"I'll teach you. As long as you keep me happy, the money will be in your account soon."

With that, Finn tried to touch Roxanne's hand. Roxanne blocked him with her bag and forced a smile,

"Finn, let's go in. You can teach me, but I warn you, my golf skills are terrible."

"That's okay, I'll teach you. I'll teach you well." Finn emphasized.

It was disgusting. Roxanne saw right through him.

When they entered the course, a caddy followed them around. She heard it cost over $200 an hour to

play golf here.

Roxanne was surprised. Finn could afford to spend money here, but didn't want to pay back her debt.

Roxanne was very angry and wanted to give Finn a piece of her mind, maybe even chuck him in a

dumpster.

When Finn handed her the golf club and tried to teach her how to play, he tried to make inappropriate

advances. Roxanne wasn't gonna let him get away with this. She swung her golf club backwards and

aimed straight for his head. "Finn, sorry, I didn't mean to do that."

Finn's nose turned red in an instant.

"Finn, you okay?"

Finn tried to hide his pain, maybe she really did suck at golf, "I'm fine..."

Roxanne played innocent, "So, can I keep playing golf?"

"You go ahead, I'll teach you."

Before Finn could get close, Roxanne swung her club again. This time, she almost knocked Finn's chin

off.

Finn was pissed, "Roxanne, are you doing this on purpose?"

"Finn, how could you blame me? I already told you I suck at golf, you can't blame me for this."

She couldn't admit that she hit him on purpose, because Finn might rat her out to the police. If she

ended up in jail for hitting someone, that would be a real mess.

Finn, holding his chin, grumbled: "Roxanne, I'll tell you straight. I can't pay you back today. I didn't really

plan on playing golf with you. How about this, you sleep with me and I'll give you your money."

This shameless jerk actually said something like that. She had to sleep with someone just to get her

money back, was this even fair? She was fuming, really wanted to punch Finn's lights out.

In the distance, seated under a sunshade umbrella on the grass, Harrison leisurely sipped his coffee

and watched it all unfold.

Anthony asked him, "Mr. Harrison, wanna go over there and teach that old man a lesson for Roxanne?"