The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 261

Harrison cast his gaze toward the opposite direction, his eyes not wavering in the slightest.

"Drive," he said with an air of indifference.

Anthony had thought that Mr. Harrison would have him pull over.

He even slowed down the car.

But Mr. Harrison showed no intention of stopping.

Every so often, Anthony would glance in that direction, but it was too far away to see clearly.

However, that woman with the round belly and slim, tall figure really did resemble his wife.

"Mr. Harrison, that pregnant woman looks a lot like your wife. Should we stop and check?" he asked.

"No need," Harrison replied coldly.

Anthony let out a sigh of disappointment and continued to drive away.

It wasn't until they were a few hundred feet away, through the rearview mirror, Mr. Harrison turn his

head to look back.

He stared at the rear of the car for a long time.

The neighborhood was now out of sight, but Harrison was still staring in that direction.

The pregnant woman Anthony had mentioned couldn't possibly be Roxanne.

He had cruelly forced her to terminate her pregnancy.

She couldn't possibly be pregnant again, appearing on a street corner.

By forcing her to abort, he was lower than scum.

No, scum had more humanity than he did.

He didn't even deserve to remember.

Pulling his gaze away from the rear window, Harrison said expressionlessly, "Anthony, Nora and I are

getting engaged in two months. Mind your words from now on."

In the blink of an eye, it was the first of July.

Nora never cooperated with Harrison's plans to have their engagement outfits tailored.

But Harrison was persistent. He asked Hamlin and Emily for Nora's measurements, had a fashion

designer meet Nora, and had three different-sized outfits made and delivered to the Dawson family.

After three months of treatment, Nora was still confined to a wheelchair, but her legs were getting

stronger. She could now stand up with the help of crutches.

However, her muscles were still weak, and she couldn't stand for long or walk far.

She still needed to continue her rehabilitation therapy.

Seeing the dresses, beautifully packaged in boxes, Nora couldn't bring herself to feel happy.

Harrison was insistent on the engagement, and she couldn't stop him.

She had heard from her parents that a week ago, Harrison had ordered a luxury hotel owned by the

Rodriguez Group to start decorating for their engagement ceremony.

The preparations were grand, as if he wanted all of Seraphim Haven to envy her.

Sitting in her wheelchair, Nora looked at Harrison, then at her parents who were accompanying her.

"Dad, Mom, Harrison and I need to talk. You guys go upstairs first," she said.

Hamlin took Emily upstairs.

Before leaving, they also asked the servants in the living room to leave.

Once upstairs, Emily looked worried. "Ever since Nora was in junior high, she always said she wanted

to marry Harrison. Now that she's about to get engaged to him, why isn't she smiling?"

Hamlin looked equally troubled. "This marriage might not be a good thing."

Despite Harrison's insistence on marrying Nora, and Nora's lifelong desire to marry him, the two didn’t

love each other.

Nora's legs were now disabled, not to mention the fact that she had been violated.

Even if Nora could stand up again in the future, at best, their relationship would only be one of mutual

respect, devoid of love.

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Even though they knew their daughter was reluctant, Hamlin and Emily eventually agreed to the

marriage, albeit with mixed feelings.

Maybe in the future, Harrison would fall in love with Nora and realize her numerous shining qualities.

Marrying Harrison was their daughter's dream from a young age!

But the old couple couldn't muster a single smile.

In the living room downstairs.

Nora looked at the dresses and asked, "Harrison, do you really want to hold our engagement

ceremony?"

"Don't you look forward to it?" Harrison asked with a hint of guilt in his gentle voice.

Nora knew better than anyone.

She nodded. "Alright, I'll go try on the dresses."

She pushed her wheelchair and let the maid take the dresses into her room. With her mother's help,

she put on the beautiful dress.

Emily looked at her beautiful daughter and smiled.

But the smile soon turned into tears.

She had been looking forward to her daughter's wedding for a long time. Now that the day was almost

here, her daughter was getting married in such a way.

Emily wiped away her tears and said, "Nora, since Harrison is so sincere in wanting to marry you, you

should accept. You're such a good, beautiful girl. He will fall in love with you one day. Once he does,

you'll be happy."

Harrison had never had feelings for anyone from a young age.

Until he met Roxanne two years ago.

He was destined to only fall in love with a unique girl like Roxanne.

She was not Harrison's type.

Nora gave a bitter smile. "Mom, he will never fall in love with me. A forced relationship will never be

sweet."

"But it's almost the day," Emily said anxiously. "Once you two announce your engagement to the media

and the whole social circle, it'll be even harder for you to break up. You won't be able to stay in

Seraphim Haven."

Nora took her mother's hand.

Her sister Hazel's incident had already caused their parents a lot of heartache.

Now that she had an accident too, her parents had aged overnight.

From now on, they shouldn't worry about her anymore.

"Mom, don't worry. I will live well, and nothing will be able to bring me down," Nora reassured her.

"Nora, what are you thinking?" Emily asked.

"You'll know by then," Nora replied.

With great effort, she stood up from her wheelchair, took the crutches that Emily handed her, and

walked toward Harrison.

"Harrison, do I look good in this dress?" she asked.

Harrison nodded. "You look beautiful. If it were a wedding dress, you would look even more beautiful."

Nora looked beautiful in anything she wore.

She had a kind of gentle and graceful aura about her.

But crossing paths was not what Harrison had in mind, and Nora could see his forced praise in his

expression.

Nora gave a bitter smile,"Harrison, Roxanne would look even prettier in a wedding dress."

Harrison gently patted her head, "We're about to get engaged, don't talk about other women."

The fact that he was thinking about another woman while proposing to her did not please Nora, but she

said nothing more.

On the day of the engagement, she had her own plans.

To leave the Dawson family.

Harrison got into his car.

Alexander called, asking, "Harrison, are you sure you want the media to cover your engagement with

Nora?"

Harrison retorted, "Did you arrange it?"

Alexander: "Do you know the consequences after it's reported by the media? This means Roxanne will

likely see the news of your engagement. Aren't you afraid she'll be upset?"

Harrison fell silent for a few seconds, "Proceed as planned."

Alexander: "Harrison, I've known you for thirty-four years, I've never seen you be so heartless. Do you

know how many people you're hurting at the same time? Samuel has been drunk for days."

Harrison: "Can't you stop him?"

Alexander let out a curse, "You're about to marry the woman Samuel loves the most, he wants to drown

his sorrows, how can I stop him?"

He had to clean up the mess.

On the day of engagement.

Roxanne had been pregnant for exactly seven months.

She was going to the hospital for a prenatal check-up in Dominic's car.

Dominic drove to her apartment building early in the morning, insisting on taking her.

Given her big belly, driving herself was inconvenient, so she got into Dominic's car.

Upon reaching the hospital, Roxanne got out of the car.

As she turned around to head towards the clinic, she bumped into an elderly man with white hair.

It was Vincent.

The recent events concerning Harrison had Vincent at his wits' end, his hair had turned mostly white.

He had also lost a lot of weight.

"Roxanne!" Vincent's surprised gaze fell on her large belly.

She was heavy and slow, supporting her waist with one hand, "Dad."

Vincent had too many questions in his mind, "Roxanne, how many months are you pregnant? Who's

the father?"