The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 263

Roxanne instinctively clutched her abdomen.

Her face remained stoic, but her stomach twisted violently.

Never before had she felt such a powerful and abnormal movement from the little one inside her.

Ouch.

The baby's movements were painful!

She didn't know if she was the one who was startled, or if the baby was.

She reached out quickly, steadying herself against the door frame.

She managed to avoid falling.

She thought that even if Vincent told Harrison, it wouldn't be so quick for him to come over.

After all, he was about to be engaged to Nora tomorrow.

Such a grand engagement ceremony.

The groom-to-be should be very busy.

How could he have spare time to concern about her?

And spare time to concern about their baby, who he had abandoned long ago.

Baby!!??

Seeing Harrison's gaze fixed on her swollen belly, she covered it more carefully.

Soon, her palm became sweaty.

Dominic said Harrison wouldn't be so cruel as to make her, seven months pregnant, get an abortion. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

But who could be sure?

When Harrison turned his back on people, he could be more ruthless than anyone else.

She would not allow any mishap to happen to the baby in her belly.

It seemed that she would have to advance her plans.

"How did you manage to keep this baby?"

Harrison's voice interrupted Roxanne's frantic thoughts.

"I have something for you to listen to."

Suppressing her fear, she went back to the living room to get her phone and played a recording.

Harrison followed her in.

Right on time, Roxanne handed him the phone.

"What is this?"

"Just listen, and you'll know."

Harrison took the phone and listened.

It was a sound like a heartbeat.

One after another, rhythmic and particularly lively and strong.

Listening to the recording of her baby's heartbeat, Roxanne's frantic heart settled a bit.

She shouldn't be afraid.

Because seeing Harrison made her fear of being dragged to get an abortion, fear of him wanting to get

rid of her child again, so she was scared.

She was afraid, so the baby in her belly moved so frequently and unusually, as if it was also startled.

Mother and child indeed shared a bond.

But at this moment, the infectious heartbeat of the baby gave Roxanne the courage and strength of a

mother.

Nothing in the world could harm her baby.

She straightened her chest and said to Harrison in a resolute voice,

"This is the heartbeat of the baby. I recorded it on my phone and listen to it often. Can you tell that he is

a very lively little darling? His life is so miraculous, so cute, hearing his heartbeat, can you still bear to

deprive him of his right to live?"

Laying down the painful past didn't mean the scars in her heart were completely healed.

Roxanne admitted that she had let go.

But the large scar in her heart was opened again by the man in front of her.

It hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

She choked back.

The heartbeat in the recording stopped.

Harrison looked up and saw her sadness and resilience. His brows furrowed deeply.

"Do you think I came here today to get rid of this baby again?"

"Isn't it?" Roxanne retorted.

Harrison lifted his lips, he had a lot to say, but he couldn't utter a single word.

These past few days, all media reported that Harrison was about to get engaged to Nora.

She would have a hard time not knowing.

She thought, it was quite ironic, "Mr. Rodriguez, you are the one who is getting engaged tomorrow, you

shouldn't be here."

With that, she addressed him as Mr. Rodriguez, drawing a clear line between them.

Harrison was right in front of her, but he felt as if he was miles away.

He felt a lump in his chest, unable to express his feelings.

His tall figure suddenly looked defeated.

After taking back her phone, Roxanne spoke again.

"Since Mr. Rodriguez abandoned this baby in the first place, then you have no right to ask about him.

You might as well think that this baby died seven months ago. From now on, he has nothing to do with

you."

After saying that, she walked to the door and opened it.

With a calm and distant voice, she asked him to leave.

"I am not welcoming you here. Please, Mr. Rodriguez, leave!"

Harrison, standing in the living room, slowly turned around.

Looking at the cold and resolute woman at the door, Harrison took a step forward, his feet felt as heavy

as lead.

His tall figure was filled with sadness and pain.

Yet, he couldn't find a word to refute Roxanne.

Back then, when Roxanne put down all her dignity and pride, begging him not to abandon her or their

child, he was so determined.

Now, wasn't it deserved?

Approaching the door, he swallowed the words he wanted to say.

He couldn't bring himself to say it.

Stepping out of the door, he looked back.

His look was desolate and defeated.

He looked like a defeated soldier.

He seemed to be in a state of decay.

And Roxanne, she closed the door as if it was the most natural thing to do.

Her movements were slow.

After she closed the door, her hand holding the doorknob couldn't stop shaking.

Numbness spread through her fingers.

Pain pulsed through her belly.

She had promised herself to face it calmly and let it go completely.

But she couldn't.

She wanted to squat down and cry, but her big and heavy belly prevented her from doing so.

She had to grip the doorknob tighter to prevent herself from collapsing.

No.

She couldn't let the pain spread in her heart.

She had to learn to let go of the pain.

Learn to be cheerful and positive.

Learn to let go of the greed, anger, delusion, and hatred for others.

Let it all go.

That would be the greatest comfort to herself.

She patted her restless belly and smiled.

Perhaps it was because she had been with this little guy for seven months, she had feelings for him.

Her smile was gentle, "Baby, you also want mom to live more freely and happily, right?"

"Baby, mom will let go of the past completely, live happily for you."

The little one in her belly seemed to sense her emotions and voice, the intense movement reaction

slowly subsided.

It wasn't kicking as hard.

Then it swayed gently like a fish.

As if comforting her.

She smiled again.

As she smiled, a tear hung at the corner of her eye.

She swiftly wiped away her tears and retreated to her bedroom to pack her belongings. The

unexpected arrival of Harrison called for a hastening of her plans.

Outside, Harrison trudged into the elevator, his demeanor resembling a walking corpse.

When the elevator reached the basement, the doors opened, but he didn't seem to notice.

Anthony stepped forward to hold the elevator door, "Mr. Harrison, have you seen Ms. Martinez?"

"I just need some time alone," Harrison responded, not even bothering to look up.

That night, he leaned against the door of his car, lighting one cigarette after another.

The ground beneath him was littered with cigarette butts, scattered haphazardly under his feet.

Before he knew it, he had smoked through an entire pack. When he shook the pack again, it was

empty.

With a frustrated sigh, he crumpled the empty box and threw it on the ground.

Just then, a taxi cab carrying a passenger drove by him.

Inside was Roxanne, her luggage packed and ready, prepared to leave the country.