The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 14

Roxanne gave a soft sigh, then started to unbutton her pajama top. She wasn't making a big deal out of it, she just needed help to apply the ointment, no need to overthink. Trying to keep her embarrassment in check, she casually let her open pajama top slide off her shoulders.

A delicate back immediately unfolded before Harrison's eyes. The slender black shoulder straps made her skin look even more beautiful. Two slim and well-defined shoulder blades appeared as captivating as if they could sprout a pair of angelic wings.

Man, she was gorgeous.

Harrison wasn't devoid of desires. He couldn't possibly be completely without them. Last night, the glimpse of her slender waist had tormented him all night long, keeping him awake. Now this beautiful back was making it hard for him to keep his cool. No man could possibly ignore such beauty.

His breath quickened slightly. But he was really good at keeping his composure, saying with a poker face, "The wound is under the strap, so it needs to be undone too."

"Well."

All Roxanne could feel was a burning sensation on her back. It was as if her skin was being ripped off, causing an agonizing pain. As she unbuttoned her top, she asked, "How bad is the wound?"

Harrison glanced at her somewhat clumsy movements and then at her wound, "A large piece of skin has been torn off and the wound is a bit deep. If not treated, it might get infected."

No wonder it hurt like hell. During the fight, she got hit with a chair while protecting Chloe. After the chair broke, it was smashed onto her back several times. It would have been strange if she wasn't hurt.

As she reached behind to undo the buttons, she felt a sharp pain in the wound on her back as she applied pressure with her arm. Her movements naturally slowed down. She wanted to exert force, but couldn't manage it. While she pushed herself, she spoke, "Those jerks were so nasty, harassing a woman carrying a baby in public. If there were no bystanders, who knows how they would have harassed her."

"Your friend was harassed?" Harrison asked, "I thought you were the one being harassed."

Roxanne laughed at herself, "No. I'm too skinny, not much muscle on me, not very attractive, probably not their type. Unlike Chloe, she's gained some weight after giving birth, quite voluptuous."

Harrison: "Who says you're not attractive? You're very beautiful."

He admitted that. Roxanne didn't say anything. It wasn't the first time she'd been complimented on her looks, but hearing it from Harrison made her feel a bit awkward.

Her back was in so much pain; she just couldn't undo the strap.

"You're as slow as a turtle." Harrison reached out, and with a gentle tug, the strap was undone.

"Ouch…" His movement was quick and rough, causing her pain.

"Does it really hurt that much?" Harrison didn't realize that the strap scraping against the wound felt like a knife cut.

Some gentleman he was! She muttered to herself, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much. Can you help me apply the medicine?"

She was never capricious. No one had ever indulged her. From childhood, no one ever pampered her.

Her mother left her to remarry, and her father went to work in another city and remarried, leaving her with her grandmother. Her grandmother was reluctant to raise her because she was a girl, and didn't even give her a smile. She felt like she was being fed like a dog.

Had anyone ever cared for her? She never dared to be capricious. It was pointless.

She clenched her teeth and held on. In fact, when the disinfectant wiped over the wound, she was in so much pain that her body trembled, but she didn't dare to tremble. Holding on silently, her body inevitably became tense.

Harrison could feel her muscles tensing up and stopped, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Roxanne gritted her teeth and shook her head.

Harrison knew she was in pain and just holding on. He gruffly said, "Just bear it. It is your fault to go out for a barbecue in the middle of the night. If you don't want this to happen again, don't go out so late."

"I'm sorry." Harrison was also very polite.

Roxanne tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "It's okay."

She reached out, took the medicine box and brought it in front of her, then found the bottle of medicine and handed it to Harrison behind her. "Can you help me apply some more?"

Harrison took the medicine bottle, gave it a once-over, and saw that it indeed had pain relief and anti-inflammatory effects. He was careful not to cause her any more pain, so he applied the medicine gently, trying his best not to touch her wounds.

Roxanne could feel his cautiousness. After the medicine application, her previous nightgown was stained with some powder. Harrison looked at the now unwearable nightgown and said, "Don't wear this now, let me get you a new one."

"It's in that closet." She felt it would be inconvenient for her to get up.

Harrison fetched a new nightgown for her, "Put this on, the air conditioning is on, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you."

Outside the door, Vincent was eavesdropping, leaning against the door. Although it was a rented house, the soundproofing of the door was pretty good. Vincent could not hear clearly. Were they talking about taking off clothes, or putting them on?

Seemed like they were talking about putting them on?

Could it be that his son, who had always been cold and had never laid a hand on a woman, had made a move on his daughter-in-law? But they dressed so quickly, was it too quick?

That was impossible, because he was well aware of his son's stamina.

Vincent wanted to listen a bit more, but at that moment, the door creaked open.