The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 150

Alexander hanged up.

Roxanne was in Harrison's arms, her eyebrows furrowed.

"Why's he so pissed off? Harrison, did you upset him again?"

"I have to head back." Harrison let go of her reluctantly.

Then he gently patted her on the head and said, "I'll tell you when I get back; don't be curious like a

kid."

After watching him turn around to leave, Roxanne muttered to herself. "Too much curiosity isn't good

either."

She was really curious about Alex. She really wanted to know what kind of person Alex was. Because

Alex's voice sounded so much like Mr. Alexander's. She couldn't help but connect Alex and Mr.

Alexander together.

But how could Harrison possibly be good friends with the vice president of the Rodriguez Group?

No way!

Absolutely not!

Harrison was right; she was as curious as a child.

Forty minutes later.

Harrison returned to the corporate building.

Alexander locked himself in his office, not allowing anyone in.

When Harrison arrived, Samuel followed, talking as they walked.

"Harrison, you better not go in. I'm worried that you guys will start fighting again."

"It's fine; we're still good friends no matter what."

"Harrison, what happened between you and Alexander? Can you tell me? Don't treat me like an

outsider."

"This matter is better off known to fewer people."

It wasn't that he didn't consider Samuel a friend. But this was a matter of Alexander's dignity.

Besides, who would want their betrayal to be known to all?

Harrison firmly pushed open the door to Alexander's office.

Inside, Alexander sat tiredly in front of the sofa.

There were broken things all over the floor.

It was a mess.

It was clear that before he pushed open the door, Alexander had a big tantrum.

Samuel stood at the door, wanting to follow in, but was stopped by Harrison, "You go work; don't come

in."

Then he closed the door and locked it.

"I've never seen you lose your temper like this in over twenty years." Harrison approached Alexander.

Alexander looked down at his own knees as he held his forehead. His whole body was filled with pain

and melancholy.

Harrison sat down next to Alexander, patting his shoulder.

"If you want to drink, I'll join you. If you want to fight, I'm with you too. But don't be silent."

Alexander looked up, and Harrison saw that his eyes were bloodshot red.

He also patted Harrison's shoulder, "I'm sorry, I was too harsh on you on the phone just now. I shouldn't

have yelled at you; I know you mean well."

Harrison didn't say anything. At this moment, he needed to quietly listen to Alexander speak.

Alexander gave a bitter smile, "Have you gone to see Hazel?"

"You know?" Harrison asked back, frowning.

Alexander was smart.

So it wasn’t unexpected that Alexander knew that he had gone to see Hazel and had found out some

things about her.

Among their group of friends, Alexander was the smartest and sharpest.

How could he possibly be kept in the dark?

Harrison didn't know how to comfort him. After some thought, he said seriously. "Alexander, it's better

to end the pain sooner rather than suffer in the long run."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Alexander tried to deny the truth with a bitter smile, "I

don't know anything."

Harrison wanted to say something more.

But Alexander stood up from the sofa, "That troublesome matter with Valeria, don't let Samuel handle

it; I'll go. I've already bought the plane tickets."

After saying this, he left the office.

When he opened the door, Samuel, who had been eavesdropping at the door, almost bumped in.

Samuel originally thought that the two of them were going to fight again.

The way Alexander had urgently called Harrison back was as if he were calling him to fight.

But when the door opened, the two of them were fine. There was no fight.

Samuel was even more confused, "You guys are alright, aren't you?"

"Our friendship will last forever!" Alexander patted Samuel on the shoulder, not answering the question.

Samuel was even more at a loss.

What was going on?

Alexander patted Samuel on the shoulder again, "Samuel, isn't your father's birthday in a few days?

Don't run off abroad; go home and celebrate with him properly, and mend your relationship with him

while you're at it. I'll handle the matter with the Valeria Justice Department."

Samuel asked back, "Didn't we agree that I would go and you would accompany Hazel for her prenatal

checkup?"

Alexander gave a bitter laugh, "What prenatal checkup?"

That bitter laugh was as if he were mocking himself.

Only Harrison understood.

After watching Alexander leave, Samuel looked at Harrison in confusion.

"Harrison, what's going on?"

Harrison's eyebrows furrowed, his face full of worry, "Perhaps he already knows everything. But he

doesn't know how to face it."

"What does he know?" Samuel was completely confused.

"It's better if you don't know." Harrison patted Samuel on the shoulder.

Then he also left.

Leaving only Samuel, speaking to himself confusedly, "Do you guys really consider me a friend? You

guys don't tell me anything."

An hour later.

At the airport.

Alexander sat in the first-class cabin of the plane.

He was originally planning to turn off his phone and fly abroad directly.

After some thought, he still sent a message to Hazel. "I'm going abroad for work."

Before, whenever he had to travel for work, he would definitely go home and tell Hazel personally.

But today, even sending this message felt somewhat ridiculous.

Hazel felt that something was off.

She called Alexander.

Alexander hadn't turned off his phone yet, so he saw the incoming call but decided to decline.

Then he decisively turned off his phone.

His emotions were as tangled as a mess of thread. He didn't know how to face Hazel.

Betrayal was like a sharp knife, piercing through his heart.

Even though he was sitting on a plane, he felt numb and clueless about what he was supposed to do or

where the plane was heading. He was even more clueless about the direction his life should take.

Suddenly, the future seemed like a deserted city.

He couldn't even see the future.

When the plane arrived at its destination, Alexander turned on his phone.

Hazel's call came through immediately.

He hung up, texted her that he was busy, and asked her not to call him anymore.

Despite Hazel's continued attempts to reach him, he didn't pick up her calls.

It was like this for a whole week.

Hazel began to feel anxious, so she hurriedly called Nora.

"Nora, what should I do? Alexander is suddenly ignoring me; does he know about the things I've done

to betray him?"

"How could he possibly know? Have you been meeting your other boyfriends and gotten caught by

Alexander?"

Nora wished she could slap her sister.

How could she not appreciate such a good man? Why did she have to go out and look for other men?

"I didn't. Harrison found me." Hazel cried, "He said he wouldn't tell Alexander, but he changed his

mind."

Nora on the other end of the phone was a bit surprised, "Harrison knows about this?"

She thought about it, and it wasn't surprising.

After all, Harrison and Alexander had always been very close.

Nora scolded Hazel, "If Harrison promised not to tell Alexander, he wouldn't suddenly change his mind.

Don't blame others for everything."

"Why is Alexander suddenly ignoring me? It's been a whole week." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Stop calling him and bothering him. If he really knows about your affair, the more you call, the more

annoyed he gets. He's even hiding from you overseas, isn't it obvious?"

"Nora, what should I do? Does Alexander not want me anymore?"

"Cheaters, whether men or women, are like money that's fallen into dirty water. Would you still want it?"

"I..."

"Sis, if I knew Alexander would be so upset after finding out about this, I wouldn't have hidden it from

him in the first place."

Alexander returned from overseas three days later.

He didn't tell Hazel.

Harrison and Samuel went to pick him up at the airport.

As he stepped off the plane, there was no hint of a smile on Alexander's face. He walked and reported

to Harrison.

"The second round of negotiations with the Valeria Justice Department is temporarily settled. At least

for a short time, they won't be playing games."

Samuel followed beside him, "People who study law really are different!"

Saying this, Samuel patted Alexander's shoulder, "Since..."

Before Samuel could finish, Alexander winced in pain.

"What's wrong?" Samuel asked.

"Nothing." Alexander continued to walk forward, barely holding on.

He stopped and leaned against a pillar.

Harrison looked closely. He saw a dark stain on Alexander's dark suit. He reached out and touched his

waist. It was blood!

"Alexander, are you bleeding?"

A cold sweat was breaking out on Alexander's forehead. He opened his mouth to answer, but collapsed

in front of Harrison before he could.

Three hours later.

Alexander woke up in a hospital bed.

Harrison asked the people who had accompanied Alexander overseas and learned that Alexander had

gotten into a fight after drinking and was stabbed.

Such irrational and impulsive acts were not something Alexander would usually do.

He always remembered that he was a man with a family and a wife.

Despite being skilled, he always tried to keep peace outside and avoid trouble.

Because he had a family to take responsibility for.

First and foremost, he himself had to stay healthy.

But he had gone overseas, gotten drunk, fought with someone, and even got stabbed. It seemed as if

he had done it on purpose.

Harrison snorted coldly, "Are you planning to give up on yourself?"

"I wouldn't go as far as dying." Alexander lay on the bed, looking somewhat weak, "Has Hazel been

looking for you recently?"

Harrison sat at the head of the bed, peeling an apple for Alexander, "I haven't seen her."

He finished peeling the apple, cut it into slices, stuck in a small fork, and handed it to Alexander.

Alexander replied, "I don't feel like eating."

Harrison persuaded him, "The doctor said you need to eat more food rich in vitamin C. I don't peel fruit

for anyone else; only Anne gets this treatment."

He forked a slice of apple and brought it to Alexander's mouth, "Eat."

Alexander gently turned his head away, "Can you get Hazel to come here? I've thought it over, and

running away is not a solution."

Harrison pushed the apple towards Alexander's mouth again, "Eat first, then talk."

"I really don't feel like eating."

Harrison's face darkened, and he threw the fork back into the box, "I can get her for you, but you

should wait until your wound is better, in case she makes you sick with anger."

Alexander reassured him, "Don't worry, I won't harm myself anymore. Getting stabbed overseas was

just an accident."

No matter what, he wanted to see Hazel.

Harrison had no choice but to relay this message to Hazel.

That day, Hazel rushed to the hospital. After seeing Alexander lying in the hospital bed, she ran over

with tears streaming down her face.

"Darling, what happened to you? How did you get hurt so badly? Where are you hurt?"

She gripped Alexander's hand tightly.

Alexander pushed her away forcefully.

His push wasn't strong, but it felt like he wanted to push her thousands of miles away.

Ever since he pursued her and throughout their years of marriage, Alexander had never pushed her

away.

Hazel knew Alexander must have found out about it.

With tears of remorse welling in her eyes, she blurted out, "Babe, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Alexander slowly closed his eyes.

His lips were trembling as he clenched them tightly.

His IV hand was clenched so hard that the blood was flowing back into the tube.

His body was stiff as a board, like he was in unbearable pain.

He couldn’t help but shudder slightly.

He wanted to ask Hazel if she had ever truly loved him.

But was there really any point in asking now?

After their wedding, Hazel was involved with six other men. Was that her way of showing her love for

him?

She had trampled all over his dignity.

No man could stomach such betrayal and humiliation.

"Babe, say something. You can yell at me, hit me, anything; just don't stay silent."

Hazel wept, trying to grasp Alexander's hand, only to be coldly brushed aside each time.

She knelt on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Babe, I know I messed up big time. Just look at me; don't give me the cold shoulder. I'd rather you yell

at me, even hit me."

It was then that Alexander slowly opened his eyes.

He struggled to breathe; his chest was aching like it was being torn apart.

He coldly stared at the weeping Hazel.

In the past, whenever she cried, he would feel guilty, thinking that he hadn't given her the happiness

she deserved.

He didn't understand what he lacked that made her seek the company of other men.

Was it just physical loneliness?

Or had she never really loved him and was only with him to escape her loneliness?

He asked Hazel, "I just want to know one thing. Do you still want to be with me?"

Hazel nodded vigorously, like a bird pecking at food.

"Babe, of course I want to make things work with you. I don't want to lose you. I swear to you."

She raised her hand to swear, but Alexander cut her off without hesitation.

"Hazel, you only get one shot at this. Whether you take it or not, it's up to you. I can act like nothing

ever happened."

He didn't call Hazel over today to reprimand her or confront her.

He wanted to give their marriage a second chance.

He admired the love of his grandparents' generation. They married once in a lifetime and stayed

together till the end. Even if their love hit a rough patch, they would do their best to mend it and stick

together.

The reason he didn't divorce Hazel was not only to keep his promise to always be good to her.

But also because Alexander deeply believed that one could only marry once and love one woman in a

lifetime.

Rather than giving Hazel a chance, it was more like giving himself a chance.

"Babe!" Hazel cried with joy, "Have you really forgiven me?"

Alexander's eyes were moist and bloodshot, and he said shakily, "This is your only chance!"