The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 269

Roxanne appeared before Vincent, cradling her infant daughter.

Vincent was overwhelmed with emotion, tears welling up in his eyes.

The little darling, barely two months old, was incredibly adorable.

Her tiny mouth moved as if seeking milk, her chubby cheeks hinting at a healthy baby.

If Roxanne hadn't told him she was born prematurely, Vincent would never have believed it.

The baby's small hand clutched something tightly in her blanket.

When Vincent reached out to her, her tiny hand took hold of his finger.

Her hand was so small, yet it grasped his finger tightly.

The soft, adorable feeling reached straight to Vincent's heart.

He was completely smitten.

How could there be such an adorable little girl in this world?

This was his granddaughter!

His own flesh and blood!

Roxanne had managed to raise a premature baby so well.

It must have taken a lot of effort and dedication.

"Roxanne, I can't thank you enough," Vincent said, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

He couldn't take his eyes off the adorable little girl, but his main concern was Roxanne's well-being.

"Roxanne, most women gain weight after giving birth. But you seem to have lost weight. How much did you suffer?"

Giving birth was like a walk through the valley of the shadow of death.

Roxanne had given birth prematurely at seven months, and although she hadn't told Vincent how close she had been to not waking up, he had a fair idea.

"Roxanne, you must have suffered a lot after giving birth."

Roxanne didn't want to talk about the near-death experience.

"It wasn't that bad. Every woman goes through this when they give birth. I'm no exception," she said, dismissing his concerns.

She handed the baby to Vincent.

"Dad, hold your granddaughter. I know you've always loved girls. Come on, hold her!"

Vincent was eager to hold the little darling.