The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 252

There was a good chance she was pregnant.

She'd never missed her period like this before.

Roxanne was increasingly certain that she was carrying Harrison's baby.

Her mood instantly soared.

Singing cheerfully, she drove to the pharmacy before work to pick up three pregnancy test sticks.

When she arrived at the office, Chloe was waiting with a stack of paperwork that needed her signature.

Breezing past Chloe, Roxanne headed straight for the restroom, "I'm tied up right now. Can it wait?"

Chloe was baffled, "What's so interesting in the restroom that it has you grinning like a Cheshire cat?"

Roxanne was unusually high-spirited that day.

She used all three sticks, one after another.

Each one showed two red lines.

It was a done deal.

She was pregnant!

Roxanne was overjoyed and almost dialed Harrison's number, but decided to wait until he returned

from his business trip that night to tell him the good news in person. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Because of the ecstasy of picturing the scene of her carrying a baby, she was unable to focus on her

work.

Chloe walked into her office for the umpteenth time.

Knocking on the desk, she said, "Come on, Roxanne, we need your signature. Everyone's waiting."

"Just a moment, there's no rush." Roxanne continued browsing the internet.

Chloe was puzzled, "You're always preaching about efficiency. What happened today?"

Noticing Roxanne was shopping online for baby products, Chloe couldn't help but guess, "Are you

pregnant?"

"You're right," Roxanne's eyes sparkled with joy.

"I'm going to be a mom, and Harrison is going to be a dad. I'm determined to bring this baby into the

world, healthy and strong."

Chloe was amazed at how fast it was.

Roxanne nodded solemnly, "Chloe, there were a lot of reasons why I miscarried last time. Harrison was

partly to blame, but so was I. I was too busy, and I didn't even realize I was pregnant. Maybe if I'd

realized sooner, it wouldn't have led to a miscarriage. This time, I want to take good care of it, so I

might not be coming into the office as frequently. I'll need your help with a lot of things here."

"Of course, I'll support you every step of the way," Chloe replied, clearly happy. "You're 29. It's about

time you started a family, but,"

"But what?"

"I'm just worried about when Harrison plans to remarry you, I can't shake this uneasy feeling."

"What are you worried about?"

"I'm just afraid Harrison might let you down again."

Roxanne brushed off Chloe's concern, "We’ve finally got back together, and he's coming back tonight."

"Did he mention when he plans to make it official?"

Harrison hadn't mentioned that, but Roxanne would ask him at night.

Harrison didn't ask Roxanne to pick him up from the airport.

Roxanne had moved to his villa for one month.

By the time Harrison arrived at their home, it was already 11 p.m.

Roxanne was dozing on the couch, but for she had this surprise to tell him, she wasn’t sleeping quite

deeply.

The sound of the housekeeper calling Mr. Harrison woke her. She quickly slipped on her shoes and

rushed to greet him.

At the elevator, she saw Harrison in suit and tie.

Harrison looked so haggard, his eyes bloodshot, his face covered with stubble. He looked like he had

aged a few years overnight.

Even his straight and broad body seemed to collapse at any second.

What happened to him?

"Are you okay, Harrison?" Roxanne asked, concerned.

Harrison didn't respond. He just looked at her with a glum expression, as if he wanted to say something

but couldn't find the words.

There was an air of oppression around them.

Roxanne sensed something was amiss, "Harrison, did something go wrong with the 6G technology

project?"

She wished she could help, but she was powerless in the face of such a big issue.

Harrison didn’t want to reply, and she didn’t feel like forcing him either, “Why don't you go upstairs and

rest?"

As she turned to leave, Harrison held her hand, stopping her in her tracks. In a tired voice, he asked,

"Roxanne, I haven't eaten in two days. Could you make me some pasta with eggs?"

Roxanne looked at Harrison, puzzled. What could possibly make him go two days without eating? Her

worry deepened.

She knew she couldn't help with his business, so she didn't ask further.

Nodding, she replied, "Sure, wait for me."

As she headed into the kitchen, Harrison clutched her hand, insisting on going with her.

She started cooking at the kitchen while Harrison’s eyes followed her, watching her every move

intently, as if afraid she might disappear if he blinked.

Roxanne found his behavior strange and it made her feel both concerned and uneasy.

She wanted to ask him what was wrong, but she held back, deciding to let him rest first.

Once the pasta was ready, she brought it to the table and pulled out a chair for Harrison.

He looked at her and asked, "Can you sit across from me and watch me eat?"

"Sure," she agreed, thinking it would be a good time to share her pregnancy news. Maybe it would

bring a smile to his face.

Roxanne took a seat across from him, "Harrison, when are we going to get our marriage license? I'd

like to visit dad and share some exciting news with him."

Harrison paused, his fork hovering above his plate.

Whether it was the heat from the pasta or something else, a frown creased his forehead.

The steam from the food wafted, making his face even gloomy.

After a few seconds of silence, he picked up his fork again, "Let me finish my soup. I have something to

tell you."

Roxanne assumed he wanted to discuss his business or maybe the 6G technology project.

Although she knew she couldn't help, she was more than willing to be a supportive listener.

Being the wealthiest man in Seraphim Haven and the head of a large corporation, Harrison must have

had his share of struggles that he couldn't show to his subordinates or employees.

He was willing to share with her. Perhaps by voicing his thoughts, Harrison's mood would improve

significantly.

She quietly waited for Harrison to finish his pasta.

Although it was just a plain meal, Harrison ate everything in the plate, leaving not a drop of soup

behind.

He might never have the chance to eat this pasta again.

A sudden, piercing pain shot through Harrison's chest...

Glancing up from his empty plate, he looked at her.

Something was stuck in his throat.

Words he wanted to say, but couldn't get out.

Roxanne smiled uneasily, "Harrison, you said you had something to tell me. Well, I have something to

tell you too. You go first."

"Roxanne, I'm sorry. I can't remarry you." He had to say it.

"Harrison, you're not really going bankrupt again, are you? You are afraid of bogging me down with

you?" Roxanne laughed awkwardly. "Don't scare me. What happened? Is your company okay?"

Harrison was silent.

Roxanne hurriedly took his hand, "Harrison, if your company is facing bankruptcy, don't be afraid. I

have some savings I can use to help you start over. Don't think of leaving me to avoid dragging me

down, okay?"

She was terrified.

Harrison couldn't face her, "My company is fine. It's about me."

It took Roxanne a full half a minute to gather herself before she found the strength to continue the

conversation, "Harrison, you have to tell me why."

Harrison looked at her in silence, pausing for a good ten seconds before he finally said in an exhausted

tone, "I need to take you to a place."