The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 257

Harrison: "I'm not offering charity."

Alexander retorted, "Then what is it? When Nora was a pure and innocent girl, she pursued you and you didn't accept her."

Thinking about all that Nora had been through, Alexander choked up.

He felt deeply distressed.

Although Nora was only his former cousin by marriage, he had always treated her like his own little sister.

The cruelty that had happened to Nora was something Alexander just couldn't bear.

"Harrison, Nora has been sexual assaulted. Even if you keep pitying her and want to marry her now, it'll only make her more haunted by that painful past. Just let her go!"

Alexander pleaded.

Harrison pondered for a moment, and then said firmly, "I will make amend for her in my own way for the rest of her life."

Between the two women.

One admired him silently, never bothering him, and sincerely wished him well.

The other, the unique one he loved deeply.

If he had to choose one, he had to let Roxanne down.

When he turned to leave, his determination remained unwavering.

Alexander called out from behind, "Harrison, what about Roxanne? Weren't you going to reconcile with her?"

Harrison, with his back to Alexander, replied, "She's been through a lot. But she's strong enough to get through this."

Even he felt like a jerk for saying that.

Jerks didn’t deserve to have love, especially a genuine love like Roxanne's.

He deserved to lose her.

As he resumed his steady stride, Harrison declared, "I'll go to consult with specialists to find out a solution. Take good care of Nora's parents."

When Harrison returned to Grandeur Meadows, it was already past midnight.

In the afternoon, Seraphim Haven experienced a continuous drizzle.

The rain wasn't heavy, but it had been persistent and ongoing for the entire evening.

It had been raining all evening.

The drizzle hadn't stopped.

Harrison hurried back to the villa.

Anthony couldn't keep up with him with a large umbrella in his hand.

Harrison got wet from the rain.

Since Roxanne got pregnant, she experienced frequent hanger, and the bouts of nausea left her in a constant cycle of eating and vomiting.

She climbed out of bed to have a midnight snack prepared by the servants.

She sat in the large dining room, sipping on some soup.

Harrison walked into the dining room and he felt a sense of relief when he saw her sipping the soup.

However, she was too quiet, reminiscent of the time over half a year ago when he closed her company, and she didn't protest, eventually making the quiet decision to divorce him.

When he went over and sat next to her, he didn't say anything.

He wanted to let her enjoy her meal.

Roxanne didn't say anything either.

She just sipped the soup.

She tasted the soup without registering its flavor.

After finishing her soup, she put down the bowl and looked up at Harrison.

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Harrison knew she was in sadness.

And he knew he was being a coward.

Whenever he faced her, he was always at a loss for words.

"After we part ways, if you ever run into any trouble, feel free to come to me. I won't block or delete you this time. I hope you won't hate me too much."

Roxanne didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He won't block or delete her number this time?

How generous!

What he was doing now was far worse than blocking or deleting her.

"Roxanne, I want to talk to you about the baby."

He reached for her hand, trying to hold it tightly.

But Roxanne quickly pulled her hand away.

When she put her hand back under the table, she was trembling.

"Roxanne, you have a long life ahead of you. If you have a child, your life will be tough. Please think about it carefully. I hope you’ll consider yourself more."

"What if I don’t want to terminate my pregnancy? Will you lock me up here and force me to take the surgery?"

"Do you really think I'm that heartless?"

"You're not." She gave a bitter smile.

He was just a hard-hearted capitalist who would change his mind on a whim.

She shouldn’t have trusted him so easily.

The first time she jumped into the fire, it was her foolishness and her stupidity.

The second time, knowing it was a trap and still choosing to jumping into it, that was entirely her fault.

She didn't blame Harrison.

It was all her own choice.

She was the one who should bear the consequences.