This whole situation was just so unfair to Roxanne.
After realizing his mistake, Harrison waited for the doctors and nurses to leave the ward before sitting down by the bed and taking Roxanne's hand.
With utmost sincerity, he said, "Anne, I messed up. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blamed you without knowing all the facts, causing us to lose our child and making you shed all those tears."
Roxanne had always been an independent and strong girl. She didn't cry easily.
But last night, he made her cry.
Even now, her eyes were still swollen like a frog's.
Harrison knew he had really screwed up.
He apologized over and over again.
Roxanne, who had been wronged, finally received fair treatment, but she cried again.
This stupid man actually knew how to apologize?
When she thought about how he, as a big boss, had apologized to her multiple times without regard for his dignity and status, she couldn't help but laugh.
Now that she finally smiled, Harrison's guilty conscience was slightly eased.
He wiped her tears and said, "Anne, stop crying. You need to stay calm now."
"It's all your fault." Roxanne sniffled, feeling much better now. "Did you hear what the doctor said?"
"Mhm." Harrison nodded seriously.
"You need to control yourself from now on, understand?" Roxanne added.
She thought for a moment and realized that she was also at fault.
She spoke to him while holding the hand that Harrison was using to wipe her tears. "Harrison, I'm sorry. I was negligent that day. If I had gone to the hospital earlier, I might not have miscarried. You love children so much..."
She paused and began choking up.
The thought of the child she had miscarried, who had not even had a chance to see the world, was painful. She hadn't even had a chance to love him before he was gone.
She was so heartbroken.
"I'm sorry." She stammered, "You could have been a happy father, and our dad could have been a happy grandfather. The baby might have been a cute little granddaughter that he would have loved. But the baby is gone now, and I'm partly to blame."
She hadn't even noticed that she was pregnant.
She was also guilty.
"We'll have a baby." Harrison said as he held her hand tightly. "Don't be upset. Your main priority now is to take care of yourself."
She felt nothing but warmth come from Harrison's palm.
Roxanne nodded. "Yes, I need to take care of myself. I've decided to focus fully on my health from now on. I'll let Chloe take over my work for now. Once I've recovered, I'll go back to work. I'll try to spend more time with you, and we can plan for a baby again."
As she mentioned her work, Harrison's brow furrowed.
He looked a bit guilty, but it wasn't obvious.
Roxanne didn't notice.
She was unaware that Harrison had closed her company the night before.
He had compensated her clients for breaking the contract.
The employees at the headquarters and the factory had all received generous severance packages and new job assignments that morning.
The offices and factories she rented had also been returned.
This was all done without her knowledge.
He thought that closing her company was the only way to make her embrace the life of a wealthy housewife.
He would provide financial support and didn't want her to appear in public anymore.
Unaware of all this, Roxanne was still planning for the future.
"Harrison, I've thought about it. Once I've recovered, I'll hire a few experienced managers to help me run the factory. I'll try to stay at the headquarters in Seraphim Haven as much as possible."
Unless necessary, I won't come to Warmville often to avoid us being apart too much. I realize that this has been unfair to you.
I was wrong before. Harrison, I'll try to adapt to your billionaire lifestyle, and I'll try to balance work and family. Please respect me and let me have a career so that I can stand on my own, okay?"
The more Roxanne talked, the guiltier Harrison felt.
He seemed to think that closing the company she had worked so hard to build the night before might have been inappropriate.
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