The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 266

Inside a luxury hotel.

Alexander walked up to Harrison, clapping him on the shoulder with a smirk.

"Harrison, how does it feel to be dumped at your own engagement party?"

Harrison's eyebrows knitted together, not uttering a word.

He couldn't quite put his feelings into words.

Relief?

No, that wasn't it.

Guilt seemed to weigh heavier now.

A rolling wave of guilt pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe.

Alexander continued to taunt him.

"Honestly, Harrison, you're the biggest loser I've ever met. You couldn't handle either Roxanne or Nora. You should really think about how to treat women. Don't end up alone and bitter in your old age."

Harrison ignored Alexander.

He pulled out his phone and texted Nora on WhatsApp, [From now on, you're my family.]

Nora replied, [Then, from now on, I'll call you bro.]

After sending the message, Nora, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned her head and gave a tearful smile.

It was a mix of heart-wrenching pain and joy, as if she was reborn.

The grand engagement party at the Seraphim Haven ended in a farce.

Meanwhile, Roxanne and Dominic had just arrived at an international airport in a foreign country.

The plane slowly glided on the runway.

The noise made Roxanne feel uneasy.

She subconsciously held her belly.

The baby was moving more frequently.

Dominic has been watching her as she slept.

As soon as she furrowed her brow, he immediately moved closer, his face full of concern.

"What's wrong, Roxanne?"

"The baby's moving a lot."

"Let's get a check-up once we land."

"Okay."

"There's someone picking us up. Don't carry anything, just stay with me. I've arranged a different maternity clinic for you."

Roxanne hadn't slept well during the long flight and her stomach was uncomfortable.

She was too tired to fully understand Dominic's words.

But with him taking care of everything, she didn't have to worry.

Arriving at the maternity clinic, Roxanne noticed it wasn't the one she had booked.

"All the doctors and nurses are English speakers, are they locals?"

"I thought you might find it easier to communicate, so I choose this one."

"It seems very upscale."

"A lot of celebrities, tycoons, and politicians' mistresses like to give birth here."

"That explains it!"

"Come, let me show you our suite."

"Suite?"

"Yes, it has three rooms. I'll be staying next door to take care of you."

"Dominic, don't you have work to do? Will I be holding you back?"

Dominic stopped in his tracks, turned towards Roxanne, and looked at her, her belly was big but her limbs were still slender.

His forehead furrowed slightly.

"Roxanne, we've known each other for years. We've fought together, caught snakes in the mountains, and even slept in a hay pile. Can you stop being so formal with me?"

They slept in a hay pile when they were about eight or nine years old.

Back then, they went to the mountains to catch snakes and couldn't make it back to their village.

They roasted a snake over a fire and slept in a hay pile.

It was hard at the time, but in retrospect, it was also beautiful.

Roxanne didn't feel like being pretentious anymore.

She understood why Dominic left her, he didn't want to abandon her, he wanted her to be happy.

She simply smiled, "Alright, I'll stop being formal. Thanks for helping me out these days."

"Mr. Rodriguez, I made myself clear yesterday. I don't see the point of your call."

"Roxanne, Nora and I broke up. Yes, we broke up. We're not engaged."

His voice was deep and hoarse, carrying an air of exhaustion and desolation.

No one had seen Harrison, but Roxanne was sure that he must be in a state of utter disarray right now.

She took a deep breath, steeling herself to deliver the coldest and most distant words with the calmest and most composed tone she could muster.

"Mr. Rodriguez," she said evenly, "I don't care about your affairs. Whoever you choose to be with, or break up with, that's your business, not mine. There's no need to inform me about it."

The distance and detachment in her voice carried over the transatlantic phone line, piercing deeply into Harrison's ears.

His heart ached with a sharp, sudden pull.

He sat in the grand hotel lobby, now deserted of guests.

The once vibrant and festive engagement party venue seemed to lose all its color in an instant.

Everything around him looked dull and defeated.

Just like his messed-up marriage and love life.

Alexander was right, he was the most pathetic man on this planet.

No matter how business-savvy he was, when it came to matters of the heart, he was a failure.

He couldn't accept it, he seemed desperate to hold onto something. "Roxanne, I'm not asking for your forgiveness. But, when you give birth to our child, could I be present? After all, I am the father."

Child!

The word caused the quiet calmness Roxanne had been maintaining to erupt into turbulent waves.

Wave after wave.

Her chest felt tight, and the pain in her stomach was intensifying.

She clenched her teeth, holding her increasingly restless belly with one hand, "Mr. Rodriguez, it seems you've forgotten. You never wanted this child. He's none of your business."

A sharp hiss.

The severe pain in her stomach was unbearable.

Her contractions were getting more and more frequent.

Her phone fell to the ground with a thud.

The last thing Harrison heard was a man's anxious shouts, they sounded like they came from Dominic.

"Roxanne, Roxanne, what's wrong, Roxanne. Doctor, doctor."