The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 74

Harrison was never a fan of kids before. But when he saw Aria, he took the initiative to care.

"Aria, are you ready to hit the hay? If you are, you can crash on that bed over there. If you're not sleepy yet, I can keep you company and watch some cartoons."

Aria shook her head.

She didn't want to watch cartoons, nor did she want to sleep.

Her thoughts were stuck on her mom.

She had witnessed her dad beating her mom, which scared her to death.

The helplessness and fear even made Harrison furrow his brows.

The fights between parents definitely take a toll on a child's mental health.

“Aria must be feeling blue,” he thought.

So he decided to distract her.

"There's a really great animated movie; let me find it for you, okay?"

Harrison tried to sound as gentle and patient as possible.

On the tablet, he opened "The Croods 2" and hit play.

"Don't you want to watch? It's a really good movie."

At first, Aria showed no interest.

But Harrison still placed the tablet in front of her.

It's already well past midnight; Aria should be sleeping, but fear kept her up. She must be terrified after seeing her dad beat her mom.

All Harrison could do was to patiently stay by her side.

"See, this little girl is super brave, and so is her giant cat."

Slowly, Aria got hooked on the plot and started watching.

After a while, Aria seemed to have had forgotten about her parents' fight and began to laugh.

Children’s laughter is indeed the cutest thing. But her eyes were still swollen like a frog’s. She was really pitiful.

As Harrison looked at Aria, his heart filled with sympathy, and his gaze softened.

If he and Roxanne had a daughter, she would definitely be well-behaved.

If they had a daughter, she would undoubtedly be as beautiful, gorgeous, and elegant as Roxanne.

If their daughter inherited Roxanne’s genes, she would definitely be a long-legged beauty.

He would buy matching outfits for Roxanne and their daughter.

Roxanne and their daughter, a beauty and a mini beauty, would definitely turn heads wherever they went.

Oh, but having a child with Roxanne—that's still a long way off.

When Roxanne arrived at the police station, Chloe was just coming out.

Chloe looked a mess.

Wearing a pair of slippers, she could hardly stand straight; her right forehead had a five-centimeter-long cut, her left eye was swollen, and her arms and legs were covered in bruises.

She was unrecognizable due to domestic violence.

Roxanne felt a lump in her throat.

Her throat tightened, her nose tingled, and she rushed forward to hug Chloe tightly.

Chloe quickly said, "My back hurts, Anne. Be gentle."

Roxanne quickly loosened her grip.

The injuries on Chloe's face made Roxanne scared to touch.

Her heart was trembling.

"How could that bastard lay his hands on you and beat you up like this?"

"Anne, I didn't let him off easy. I also gave Oliver a beating. I asked the police just now; this is self-defense. If I want to press charges, they can detain Oliver, at least for a few days."