The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 147

They had never used protection before, not even a single condom.

Roxanne didn't even know what using a condom felt like.

Concerned about Harrison's experience, she suggested, "Harrison, why don't we try without condoms? I can take birth control pills, they say…"

"No way!" Harrison cut her off, "Birth control pills are bad for the body."

He gently pinched her nose and said, "I'd rather be uncomfortable than have you take birth control pills."

Birth control pills were indeed very effective. But all drugs had side effects. He absolutely did not want her to be hurt.

His consideration and kindness made Roxanne feel very moved. Her heart was filled with sweetness.

"Then let's not use protection; my body isn't that bad; I can definitely handle having a child."

Her hand touched the Adam's apple on Harrison's neck, lightly stroking it.

She didn't mean anything by it. She just liked touching his Adam's apple because it was very sexy and touching it was really fun.

Her fingers lightly slid across Harrison's throat with a joyful rhythm.

His Adam's apple moved, and he shrugged off her hand.

"Stop messing around. Are you trying to make me uncomfortable?"

"I am not!" Roxanne pouted, "I just want to touch it casually; I think it's fun."

She was just doing it for fun.

But he felt like his blood was on fire.

Roxanne thought he was avoiding her question, so she sat directly on Harrison's lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her tone becoming serious.

"Harrison, I'm serious; my body is great, so we can have a child.

Look, I'm almost 29; you're 32.

If we don't have a child soon, it's considered late.

By then, our child might not be as smart."

Harrison was silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Roxanne gently stroked his handsome face.

His face was a bit warm, and his eyes were getting deeper.

He tightly held her waist, "Get off first, then we can talk."

"Harrison." Roxanne sat on him as a smile played on her lips, “I didn’t expect you to be so easily affected.”

She was just sitting on him and he was so easily moved.

She held his face, staring at him, “Are you uncomfortable?”

“I can control it." Harrison's body seemed a bit uncomfortable, "You get off first."

She gently kissed his forehead, "You don't need to worry about me; I'm fine today."

"Rest for two more days."

"Alright."

Roxanne lowered her head, rubbing Harrison's nose twice.

Then she got off him, hooking his arm.

"Harrison, you really love me."

She wasn't planning to do anything today; after all, she just recovered from an illness.

Her body was indeed a bit uncomfortable.

She pulled him down, and her head rested on his shoulder.

"You've been taking care of me in the hospital for the past few days; it must have been tough, so get some rest."

He gently stroked her head, giving her a goodnight kiss.

His kiss was a bit suppressed and restrained.

If it weren't for her recent illness, he wouldn’t have let her go so easily.

The next day.

After Roxanne got up and washed, Harrison led her to the house next door.

When the door opened, Harrison said, "We'll have breakfast here from now on."

"What does that mean?" Roxanne didn't understand.

Harrison smiled faintly, "My dad is worried about your nutrition and that your body won't recover well, so he rented a house next door. From now on, he will take care of your three meals. You don't have to order takeout for lunch; my dad will deliver it to your company."

He said it was a rented house.

But in fact, the entire East Adjacent Estates complex was acquired by the Rodriguez Group.

After a re-review, they sold the houses built in the later stages of the project.

This house next to Roxanne didn't sell, so Vincent decided not to sell it.

Before their identities were revealed, they would tell her it was a rented house.

This way, he could take care of Roxanne more conveniently. He wanted to help her regulate her body through diet.

Roxanne was a bit reproachful as she stood at the door.

"Your dad could just live with us. Why does he have to rent a house next door? How could you do this? How could you not discuss such a big thing with me? How much did the rented house cost? Can you get it back?"

Harrison gently pushed her into the house, reassuring her not to be angry, "My dad doesn't want to disturb our married life."

"How could he?" Roxanne glared at him.

She liked a lively atmosphere.

Only when the family was together did it feel like home.

Harrison leaned into her ear and whispered with a laugh, "If my dad lived with us, how could I kiss you and hug you anytime and anywhere?"

Roxanne glared at him again.

He gently touched her nose and comforted her for a bit.

Later, Vincent also prepared breakfast and explained why he lived next door.

He just said he didn't want to disturb their married life.

The rent had been paid for a year.

Roxanne really had no way to deal with this father-son duo.

After breakfast, Roxanne went to work. She hadn't been to the company for several days and thought it would be busy.

Unexpectedly, Chloe had already completed the work she had left behind.

"Chloe, you seem more and more like a strong woman now." Roxanne praised her.

Chloe smiled faintly, "I'm still far from a strong woman, but I feel refreshed after the divorce. Except for the first few days, which were very painful, everything has been going smoothly."

Although sometimes it was a bit tiring to take care of Austin and Aria alone.

But compared to living with that despicable man, Oliver, her life now had more value.

Especially her career, which was going more and more smoothly.

At noon, Vincent delivered lunch to Roxanne.

Roxanne's company had a total of seven employees.

Vincent was in charge of the staff meals at her company.

The quality of the food skyrocketed instantly.

Chloe was sipping mushroom chicken soup and couldn't stop praising it.

"Anne, Vincent's soup-making skills are off the charts; I've never had chicken soup this good."

The receptionist Audrey chimed in, "Yeah, Roxanne, this chicken isn't your garden-variety bird. It tastes even better than organic chicken."

Lillian, looking at the mushrooms in front of her, said, "These mushrooms seem different from the ones you usually buy outside."

Well, of course. The chickens in Vincent's villa were top-notch breeds; they were all carefully raised.

These employees were only eating such high-end food because they were with Roxanne.

Audrey popped a question, "Roxanne, what does Vincent do? Is he loaded? He seems to have such a lavish lifestyle."

"He's just a farmer raising chickens out in the countryside. He doesn’t have much money, but he's a good man." Roxanne answered while sipping her soup.

The soup indeed tasted great.

It wasn’t greasy, had a perfect texture, and had a slightly sweet flavor. It was absolutely delicious.

Drinking the soup made her feel extremely comfortable all over.

She was chatting with her employees about Vincent raising chickens and cows in the countryside, completely unaware that Vincent was feeling a bit awkward on the side.

"I hope what you said is true; otherwise, I will ignore you from now on, and you can tell Alexander about the pregnancy yourself."

...

When Alexander came home, Hazel was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

The huge villa was deadly silent, making people feel uneasy.

Alexander's footsteps made her look up.

Seeing her frown, Alexander sat down, put his arm around her waist, and asked, "What's wrong? What's bothering you?"

"I'm pregnant." Hazel looked at Alexander.

Alexander was taken aback, "Didn't I always use protection?"

Alexander didn't really want to use condoms. He always felt uncomfortable, and it wasn't as satisfying.

"Do you doubt me?" Hazel pretended to be aggrieved, lightly slapping his chest.

"I didn't mean it like that." Alexander hurriedly hugged her, "Could the condom have broken?"

"The condom must have busted." Hazel said firmly, "Don't you love kids? Why don't we have this baby?"

People say that an abortion hurt like hell. Abortions were even worse for a woman’s body than giving birth.

Hazel wasn't sure who the father was.

Maybe it was Alexander's. Or maybe it was some other guy's.

But she knew that once she decided to keep the baby, Alexander would never doubt her.

She wanted to have this baby and raise it with Alexander.

Alexander, who already loved kids, felt like his brain was exploding with fireworks.

He was over the moon and gave Hazel several enthusiastic kisses.

He was so pumped that he started calling all their friends and family.

"Dad, my wife's pregnant; you're gonna be a grandpa."

"Sis, my wife's pregnant; you're gonna be an auntie. You stoked?"

"Samuel, my wife's pregnant."

Finally, he called Harrison.

"Harrison, Hazel's pregnant. I bet this baby's gonna be just as sweet and beautiful as her. You jelly?"

"She's pregnant?" Harrison was skeptical, "Weren't you guys using protection? And haven't you been super busy lately?"

He thought he and Roxanne would be the first to have a kid. But it looked like Alexander had beat him to the punch, which stung but also made him suspicious.

Harrison asked, "Can you talk right now?"

Alexander replied, "Sure, what's up?"

Harrison asked, "Is Hazel with you?"

Alexander answered, "Yeah, why?"

Harrison said, "Never mind, we'll talk tomorrow."

After sharing his joy about becoming a father with everyone, Alexander sat back down next to Hazel, holding her tight.

"Hazel, you're the best. Giving birth is a tough gig; you're gonna have to go through hell for me for the next nine months."

Tears welled up in Hazel's eyes. Alexander's loving care made her feel incredibly blessed. She swore to herself that she would live a good life with him.

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm gonna be a mom; I'm just so happy."

"Stop crying." Alexander picked her up, "Let's go upstairs and rest."

The next day, Harrison went to the company building.

He went to Alexander's office first, stood in front of his desk, and asked, "You said Hazel's pregnant, right?"

"Aw, is someone jelly that I'm gonna be a dad before him?" Alexander looked up at him.

Harrison didn't answer his question, "How far along is she?"

"Just hit five weeks." Alexander had seen Hazel's pregnancy test.

"Five weeks?" Harrison was a sharp guy, "Weren't you with me in Valeria five weeks ago? Are you sure the baby's yours?"