The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 207

The hospital bed was only 1.5 meters wide.

It's pretty narrow, pretty small.

Harrison was worried about making her uncomfortable, given she had just had a miscarriage and

needed plenty of rest.

Standing nearly 1.9 meters tall, if he also slept on the bed, she definitely wouldn't sleep well.

So, he said, "You sleep first. I'll just crash here."

"Then you're not sleeping at all." Roxanne turned and huffed, "It's not like I'll be cold. Sleep however

you like."

She couldn't be bothered with him.

If he caught a cold, he deserved it.

Although she was angry, about ten minutes later, Roxanne was worried about him sleeping on the edge

of the bed.

If he really caught a cold, she'd feel bad.

She turned to face him again, and although she looked angry, she was actually concerned for him, "I'm

asking you one last time, do you want to sleep on the bed?"

"No need." Harrison looked at her, "You sleep first."

"Do you think I can sleep well with you over there?" Roxanne asked angrily.

Harrison smiled, "Are you worried about me?"

They had just fought, and Harrison looked gloomy.

The child they had longed and hoped for was gone without his knowledge, and he was even angrier.

But because of Roxanne's concern, his gloomy mood lifted.

His mood significantly improved, and the frown he had been wearing also relaxed.

Roxanne was still angry and huffed, "I don't care about you. I'm just afraid you'll catch a cold and pass

it on to me. My immune system is low. It'll be troublesome if I catch a cold."

Roxanne was also a person who said one thing and meant another; she was just worried that he would

catch a cold.

A touch of sweetness filled Harrison's heart.

Roxanne glared at him and angrily said, "Are you getting up or not? If you don't get up now, you won't

have a chance."

Harrison, content, crawled into her blanket.

He gently stretched out his arm, holding her.

Roxanne was still angry, "Don't touch me. Behave when you sleep."

"I won't touch you, I'm just holding you." Harrison didn't let go, but his grip was light, afraid of hurting

her.

She tried to break free from his grip, "You can't hold me."

"If I don't hold you, who am I supposed to hold." Harrison didn't let go.

"Harrison, you thick-skinned, how can you be so shameless? Let go." Roxanne said seriously.

Harrison was nonchalant, "I won't let go."

"Let go."

"I won't."

"I've never seen someone so shameless."

"If I cared so much about dignity, you wouldn't be my wife."

"Who's your wife? Let go."

"You are the only wife I acknowledge."

"You're so shameless."

"Mhm, I am shameless."

Roxanne was almost laughing.

This man was getting more and more shameless.

Struggling was useless. He just wouldn't let go.

But she was indeed very tired, very exhausted.

Despite their fight, when she nestled in his arms, she still felt very secure.

Soon, she fell asleep.

When she woke up in the morning, Harrison was no longer by her side.

He had prepared a nutritious breakfast for her.

She just had an abortion, and her body was very weak. He prepared the meals according to the

nutritionist's suggestions at home. After she fell asleep, he was busy preparing her meals.

In the morning, he had someone bring the meals.

"Anne, are you awake?" Harrison rubbed her head.

She got up and was about to put on her shoes, Harrison immediately lifted her feet back onto the bed,

"Stay in bed, I'll help you brush your teeth and wash your face."

A full cup of hot water and already squeezed toothpaste, as well as a basin for mouthwash, were

immediately brought to her.

"I just had an abortion, and it doesn't mean I can't move."

"You need to rest a lot after an abortion, or it's not good for your waist. Just brush your teeth and wash

your face here. All the water I prepared is hot."

"Why didn't you say that after an abortion, I can't cry?"

Crying would be hard on the eyes.

"And I can't get angry, and it affects the lymphatic circulation and the mammary glands. Why didn't you

care about that you made me cry?"

"I was wrong, my bad."

In the morning, he checked.

Roxanne's abortion was natural, not intentional.

He misunderstood her yesterday and made her feel wrong.

Seeing Roxanne's eyes swollen like a frog's from crying last night, he felt very guilty.

He wanted to apologize, but Roxanne was already out of bed by then.

She was about to put on her shoes when Harrison stopped her.

Roxanne said, "I'm going to the bathroom. You can't expect me to pee on the bed, right?"

"Then I'll help you." Harrison knew he had misunderstood her, and he was very nice. It was like he was

trying to please her.

"I'm not that delicate, and I can walk." Although she rejected him, but once she turned around,

Roxanne couldn't help but smile softly.

For him to take care of her so carefully, it showed he really cared for her.

She suddenly wasn't angry anymore.

But his misunderstanding of her aborting the child on purpose still made her feel very wronged.

When the female doctor came to make rounds, she would definitely have her help clear things up.

After breakfast, the female doctor came.

Seeing Roxanne's swollen eyes, the doctor asked, "What happened? Did you cry last night? Didn't I tell

you to pay more attention and rest well? Where's your family? Haven't they come yet?"

Harrison, who had finished washing the dishes in the kitchen, came out.

A CEO like this suddenly standing in front of the doctor like a student who had made a mistake.

"I'm her husband, and it's my fault. I made her cry last night."

"You..." the female doctor didn't know what to say, "You weren't there when your wife had a

miscarriage, and when you came, you made her cry like this. Don't you know how weak a woman's

body is after a miscarriage?"

Harrison stood before the doctor, dressed in a suit and shoes.

He stood a head and a half taller than the doctor.

But his attitude was very serious, like a kid who had made a mistake. He nodded, "I'll pay more

attention in the future."

The doctor didn't say anything more, and she was the one who performed Roxanne's abortion.

She knew Roxanne's miscarriage was due to excessive sex during pregnancy.

Now, she couldn't help but glance at Harrison.

Tall, handsome, with a strong aura, a real man's man.

No wonder!

But these young folks, they really didn't know how to take care of themselves, couldn't let loose all the

time.

The lady doc was kind-hearted, warning him, "Dude, your wife is pregnant. You got to cool it. Next time

she gets pregnant, avoid sex in the first three months, okay?"

This was Roxanne's golden chance to clear her name.

She looked at the doctor, her eyes filled with injustice, "My husband doesn't believe it was a natural

miscarriage. Can you help me prove it? I'm really being wronged here. He even thinks I didn't want the

baby, that I had an abortion on purpose."

This lady doc was different from the rest.

She wasn't cold at all. In fact, she was warm and patient, "Looks like you really misunderstood your

wife, no wonder she's been crying her eyes out. In the past few days, have you two had sex?"

Harrison glanced at Roxanne.

Was Roxanne really spilling all this to the doctor?

As a CEO, discussing such private matters in front of this lady doc felt awkward. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"Why are you looking at me?" Roxanne fired back at him, "She's asking you."

The doctor, a woman about the same age as Harrison's mother, looked at Harrison as if she were

scolding a younger generation, "Young man, you need to be careful during the first three months of

pregnancy. If possible, avoid sex. But you went at it several times in one night; be more careful next

time."

She knew they'd feel uncomfortable, so after she gave a few more instructions, she quickly left.

Finally, Roxanne cleared her name. She looked at Harrison, "Did you hear that? It wasn't my choice to

have an abortion, and you can't blame me this time."