The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 210

He was an adult man, but you could sense his childlike hunger for her in his tone.

His eyes were like a whirlpool, trying to pull her in deep.

Roxanne was now an adult; she had enough experience, so she knew what he wanted.

She couldn't help but laugh and glare at him.

"You’ve gotta suck it up; remember what the doctor said?"

This time, Roxanne's unexpected miscarriage was a wake-up call for Harrison.

If he hadn't gone too far that night, Roxanne wouldn't have bled and miscarried a few days later.

He had to suck it up.

Roxanne comfortingly kissed Harrison's face. “I know it’s tough for you. Once I recover, I’ll make it up to

you.”

“Can I hold you now?” Harrison still held Roxanne tightly.

“Stop hugging me."

Roxanne slipped out of Harrison's arms like a fish.

She quickly burrowed into the quilt and wrapped herself up.

In less than half a second, Harrison also quickly burrowed into the quilt and hugged her from behind.

Even though Roxanne was recovering and he couldn't have sex with her, he still felt happy just holding

her like this.

During her days of recovery, Roxanne basically didn't go out.

The month seemed a bit long.

She felt like she was turning into a mushroom.

During the Christmas period, Harrison also stayed with Roxanne. They basically didn't go out.

Today, Harrison took Roxanne to the hospital for a follow-up. The doctor said she was recovering well

and there was nothing abnormal.

On the way back, Anthony opened the car door, and Harrison personally helped Roxanne into the car. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"Anne, I want to discuss something with you."

"Hmm." Roxanne got in. She had gradually gotten used to his luxury car.

"Alexander and Evelyn want to come and see you. Now that you feel better, do you want to see them?"

Harrison gently stroked Roxanne's hair, looking at her affectionately.

This would be Roxanne's first formal meeting with Alexander and Evelyn Miller after she learned about

his identity.

She agreed and then asked, "Evelyn is your cousin, right?"

"She's my cousin." Harrison sat next to her, holding her hand. "Of all my female relatives, she's the

most capable."

Roxanne couldn't help but praise her too. "She’s the richest woman in town, so of course she is

capable."

"And there's Nora Dawson." Harrison continued to discuss with her. "She wants to meet you too."

Roxanne raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hazel Dawson's sister? Alexander and Hazel are divorced, so

why are they so close?"

Hazel made Roxanne a little uncomfortable.

Hazel was an awful woman, so how good could her sister be?

"Hazel's sister… Isn't she like her?" Roxanne couldn't help but ask.

"Actually..." Harrison frowned. "You should have met Nora already; I don't know if you remember."

Roxanne was a little confused. "When did I meet Hazel's sister?"

She had no recollection at all.

"Do you remember that you once hit a luxury Bentley?" Harrison reminded her.

"A luxury Bentley?" Roxanne suddenly remembered. "I remember! Is that curly-haired beauty her? Is

she Hazel's sister?"

When she saw Hazel, she always felt like she looked like someone she had seen before.

So they were sisters.

Roxanne was suddenly curious.

"Harrison, the day I hit Nora's Bentley, she was very depressed. I even saw her crying. She looked at

me strangely, as if she knew me. Did you show her my picture?"

Harrison answered honestly, "That day she came back from abroad and brought me a gift, but I didn't

accept it. I showed her our marriage certificate and commemorative photos."

"That explains why she looked like she knew me. Her eyes changed when she saw me." Roxanne

suddenly realized that Nora’s feelings for Harrison might have been the reason she was in that state.

"Harrison, on that day, Nora said that she was heartbroken because the man she liked the most got

married. Was that man you?"

Her tone made it seem like she was questioning him.

Harrison felt wronged. "Anne, I swear to you, I've never liked her; she's always been the one chasing

me. I didn't respond at all."

"Is the man she talked about really you?"

"Are you jealous?" Harrison was very interested in this question.

If his wife felt jealous because Nora liked him, he would be very happy.

But it seemed that Roxanne was not jealous.

"Harrison, although Nora and Hazel are sisters, their personalities are completely different.

One is a real lady. She’s knowledgeable, gentle, and noble. The other, although born into a wealthy

family, has a horrible character.

Nora is such a good girl. Why didn't you like her in the first place? She's a great girl!"

"What?" Harrison couldn't help but lightly knock on her head. "You want me to accept her?"

"She, at least, is on par with you."

He knocked on her head again lightly. "I don't like being on par with women."

He only liked her kind.

"Stop knocking on my head." Roxanne glared at him and said seriously, "I have a question. Nora won't

see me as a rival, will she?"

"Now you know how popular your husband is, right?" Harrison smugly said.

"If someone else can take you away, then you're not worth cherishing."

"You're trying to make me angry, right?"

"If you really get taken away by someone else, I won't care."

"Can't you say something nice?"

"I'm not good at saying cheesy things."

"You can't just push me out." He knocked on her head lightly again.

"Harrison, my head is not for knocking."

Harrison gave her a provocative look.

Anthony, who was driving, couldn't help but laugh at the sight of the master and his wife teasing each

other.

When they returned to Grandeur Meadows, there was another Rolls-Royce parked in front of the

garage.

And a Bentley, too.

Alexander, Evelyn, and Nora had all shown up.

Harrison, arm in arm with Roxanne, headed to the living room to meet them.

Alexander, lounging on the living room sofa, was the first to rise and greet them.

He handed Roxanne a long gift box. "Roxanne, a little something for our meet and greet."

He was no longer Mr. Alexander. Now, he was just Harrison’s friend, Alexander.

Roxanne needed a bit of time to wrap her head around this change.

"There’s no need for gifts."

"It ain't anything fancy; just open it up."

Roxanne opened the box to find nothing but a stick. She looked at Alexander, her face a picture of

confusion.

Alexander cracked a smile. "I came to apologize. Harrison and I played a few tricks on you. Even that

time we helped Chloe, it wasn't a coincidence; it was all Harrison's doing."

But there was no need to apologize like this.

Roxanne, with stick in hand, joked, "Mr. Alexander, this is quite a unique gift for our first formal

meeting."

"Couldn't you have gifted her something more valuable?" Harrison looked at Alexander.

To which Alexander responded, "She's got it all. Why would I need to gift her something pricey?"