The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 145

Dr. Maxwell was Harrison's family doctor.

He was over fifty years old and had streaks of gray hair.

But when Dr. Maxwell spoke, his voice was booming and authoritative.

"Are you Ms. Martinez?"

Roxanne nodded, "Hello, Dr. Maxwell."

Normally, Dr. Maxwell would call her Mrs. Rodriguez. But Harrison had told him that Roxanne didn't

know his real identity yet, so he should just call her by her name.

He just needed to keep any secrets under his hat.

Dr. Maxwell took the lead. "Ms. Martinez, the ultrasound room is ready. We can go straight in through

the side passage."

Roxanne thanked him, then followed him hand in hand with Harrison.

Suddenly, she felt a twinge of pain in her stomach. She grabbed Harrison's sleeve as her other hand

clutched her stomach.

Harrison turned to look at her.

Seeing her pale face made him feel a bit worried.

"Is your stomach hurting again?"

Roxanne nodded, her voice a bit low, "I need to go to the bathroom."

On the way to the hospital, she had already visited the bathroom twice.

It seemed like she had a bit of the runs.

When she came out of the bathroom, Harrison was waiting for her outside.

After she washed her hands, Harrison immediately pulled out a tissue to wipe them.

Then he held her hand in his while his other hand gently stroked her head. "Do you feel better?"

She looked up at Harrison with a pitiable look.

Her normally bright eyes were now filled with fatigue and sickness.

Being sick really sucked.

She leaned half her body weight on Harrison. "Harrison, am I really blowing it today?"

She had planned to go out for a meal. But she ended up throwing up and having diarrhea without even

taking a bite of food.

Although she and Harrison were truly husband and wife and had done ‘that’ many times.

She still felt a bit embarrassed.

Harrison gently stroked her head, comforting her. "Having the runs is normal; there’s no need to feel

embarrassed. Even I get the runs sometimes."

Roxanne frowned, "Harrison, after seeing myself like this, I think I might not be pregnant. I might have

acute gastroenteritis. If I'm not pregnant, will you be disappointed?"

"Nope." Harrison lightly flicked her nose, "We’re in no rush to get pregnant; let’s make sure you’re okay

first. Everything will be fine as long as you’re comfortable.”

Harrison also felt heartbroken to see her constantly running to the bathroom.

After Dr. Maxwell performed a blood test on Roxanne, the results showed that she really had acute

gastroenteritis. She was not pregnant.

Later, Roxanne's condition worsened, even showing signs of dehydration.

Dr. Maxwell arranged for her to be hospitalized.

She was feeling weak, so she had to stay in bed. She spent half the night on an IV.

Harrison took care of her all night, not taking a break until three or four in the morning.

There was another bed in the room.

But Harrison was afraid that Roxanne might have an accident. He wanted to respond immediately if

that happened, so he stayed by her side, holding her hand.

It was already autumn, and the weather was a bit chilly.

Plus, the medicine being injected into her veins was cold.

Roxanne's hand with the IV felt completely cold.

Harrison even put a bottle of hot water under her IV hand to keep her warm.

Roxanne could finally feel some warmth.

The next day, when Vincent heard that Roxanne had been hospitalized for acute gastroenteritis, he

rushed to visit.

Seeing that Roxanne was still asleep, Vincent pulled Harrison aside and spoke to him seriously.

"Are you taking good care of Roxanne? How did she get acute gastroenteritis and need to be

hospitalized? Look at her small body; she's definitely going to lose a lot of weight from being sick this

time, right? Have you not been taking good care of her?"

Harrison also felt a bit guilty and said, "Anne might have eaten something unclean from the takeout

yesterday at noon."

Vincent frowned angrily, "You let her eat takeout?"

Harrison responded, “I just wanted to keep her usual lifestyle. I’m trying to adapt to her pace and

lifestyle."

"It's right for you to adapt to her life, but you can't let her eat takeout every day, can you?"

Harrison fell silent.

Vincent continued, "She used to eat takeout every day because she had no other choice. Now that

she's married to you, are you planning to let her suffer?"

Harrison still didn't speak.

"You married her; you should love her, spoil her, and take care of her. You could have had the house

chef send her meals every day and told her that they were ordered from a specific restaurant."

Harrison finally responded, "Dad, you're very thoughtful. I was negligent."

Vincent added, "It's too late to realize that you were negligent. Look at Roxanne suffering in bed."

Harrison had no words.

Vincent was quite upset. "Forget it; I'll take care of Roxanne's meals from now on. Harrison, why didn't

you arrange a better room for Roxanne? You should at least get a private room. How could you let her

stay in a general ward?"

Harrison answered, "The hospital is short of beds; there are no suites available."

Vincent asked, "Did you tell the hospital not to let anyone else stay in the other bed?"

"Don't worry, I've already told them."

Although Roxanne only had acute gastroenteritis, in Vincent's eyes, this was a very serious matter. He

was very anxious, hoping she could recover as soon as possible.

Just like Roxanne was his own daughter.

Even if she just had a headache or a cold, he would be very anxious.

Roxanne was no longer just his son's wife.

She had become someone closer to him than his own daughter.

To not disturb Roxanne's rest, Vincent prepared many light dishes but didn't enter her room to bother

her.

When Roxanne woke up, Harrison opened box after box of food, shocking her.

"Harrison, I know you want me to recover as soon as possible, but do I really need to eat this much?

It's just lunch."

"I'm not asking you to eat everything; just pick what you like and eat until you're full."

"What's this?" Roxanne pointed at a transparent dish.

Harrison replied, "That's shark fin."

"And this. Is it sea cucumber?"

Harrison replied, "Yes, I checked with the doctor. You can eat sea cucumber; it's good for protein."

"And this?"

Harrison replied, "That's foie gras."

The lunch seemed like something only the rich could afford.

"Harrison, how much did this lunch cost?"

"I didn't pay for it." Harrison handed her a bowl of soup, "Maybe have some soup first?"

"How could it be free? This shark fin alone must have cost hundreds of dollars."

"I really didn't pay for it; these are all gifts to my dad from relatives."

"Your relatives must be super rich to be gifting such expensive things."

"Some of them are indeed well-off."

"Did your dad prepare all this?"

"Yes. When he heard you were hospitalized for gastroenteritis, he was more worried than I was and

even scolded me."

"Where is your dad?"

"He said he didn't want to disturb your rest, so he just glanced at you and left after delivering the food.

He hopes you can quietly recover and be discharged soon."

Suddenly, Roxanne's eyes reddened. She choked up.

It was just a case of gastroenteritis, but Vincent was so caring.

"What's wrong?" Harrison stroked her hair.

With tears in her eyes, she said, "I don't know what good deeds I did in my past life to deserve such

kindness from you guys."

Lately, she had been spontaneously tearing up.

Maybe it was the care she received from Harrison and his father that made her drop her tough front.

She made a vow in her heart that she would treat Vincent better than her own father, a hundred times,

a thousand times, or ten thousand times better.

She tasted the shark fin soup Vincent made.

It had a light sweetness and was very delicious, but because she was sick, she didn't eat much.

"Even if these were gifts from relatives, it feels so wasteful."

"It's okay; it would go bad if we just left it."

"Tell your dad to make less next time. It's really wasteful if we can't finish it."

"He's just worried you might not like it if there's not enough variety."

In the afternoon, Roxanne took a nap.

When she woke up, Harrison helped her comb her hair.

At the door.

The doctor walked in, "Excuse me, another patient will be moving in."

Harrison frowned. He was about to speak when Evelyn, wearing a hospital gown, walked in. A nurse

was holding her IV bag high, and she laid down on the bed next to Roxanne.

Harrison understood instantly.

Evelyn did this on purpose.

He glared at Evelyn, but she pretended not to see.

When she came in, she even pretended to greet Roxanne, "Hey girl, what a coincidence to meet you

here."

Roxanne also felt it was quite a coincidence.

Once again, she ran into Seraphim Haven's richest woman, Evelyn.

But today, Evelyn wasn't wearing makeup. She still looked good but seemed a bit tired.

Even celebrities felt sick like ordinary people.

"Hello, Ms. Miller." Roxanne showed concern, "Why are you hospitalized too?"

Evelyn replied, "I’ve got acute gastroenteritis."

"What a coincidence! Me too."

"Indeed, that's quite a coincidence."

Harrison sent a message to Evelyn.

After hearing her phone beep, Evelyn saw Harrison with his phone, knowing it was him who sent the

message.

She smiled at Roxanne, "I need to reply to a text."

Roxanne nodded, "Sure!"

Evelyn saw Harrison blaming her for causing trouble on purpose.

She replied to Harrison, “I really got acute gastroenteritis and was admitted to the hospital. The room

was arranged by the doctor; I didn't know that you and your wife were here.”

Harrison didn't believe her.

Evelyn replied, “Okay, I admit that I did want to get closer to her, but I really do have acute

gastroenteritis. Aren't you going to show some concern?” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Harrison replied, “I thought you were robust; do you need others to care about you? Don't talk too

much with her and disturb her rest.”

Roxanne saw Harrison looking at his phone. He seemed to be texting someone. But she had no idea

he was texting Evelyn, who was on the next bed.

She didn't even know that Evelyn, the richest woman in Seraphim Haven, was Harrison's cousin.

She didn't suspect anything, nor did she notice anything unusual between Harrison and Evelyn.

She was just a bit curious.

Would someone as rich as Evelyn stay in a common hospital ward?

Didn't she have her own personal doctors or even her own family hospital?

Evelyn didn't pay any more attention to Harrison.

She tucked her phone under her pillow, and after the nurse and doctor left, she started chatting with

Roxanne again.

Evelyn pretended not to know Roxanne's name and deliberately asked, "Miss, I still don't know your

name. Last time, I only asked for your contact information and forgot to ask for your name."

"I'm Roxanne."

"What a nice name. I'm Evelyn."

Roxanne replied, "Of course I know your name. You're the richest young woman in Seraphim Haven.

You graduated from Edgewater University at 13, took over the family business at 17, and increased the

market value of the family business by more than forty percent at 25. I doubt there's anyone in

Seraphim Haven who doesn't know your name."

Roxanne was facing the richest woman in Seraphim Haven, Evelyn Miller, for the second time.

Chatting with a celeb like her still gave her a kick, but she wasn't scared at all. She was calm and

composed, "Ms. Miller, you're so badass. I really look up to you."

Evelyn was taken aback for a moment.

Would Roxanne still admire her if she knew that she was actually Harrison's cousin?

Evelyn should be the one admiring Roxanne.

The fact that she had managed to win over Harrison, a man, who hadn't dated in thirty-two years, was

seriously impressive.

Evelyn sighed, "There's nothing to admire, really. What you see is just the glitz and glam; I'm really not

as good as you."

Especially when it came to relationships.

Roxanne had bagged a great hubby.

But Evelyn, despite being the richest woman in Seraphim Haven, couldn't even snag the guy she liked.

And the guy was Roxanne's ex.

How weird was that?

She had fallen for Roxanne's ex.

But she wasn't going to be jealous of Roxanne just because she was the woman in Dominic's heart.

There was a first come, first served rule in everything.

It was just that she hadn't met Dominic first; their encounter wasn't as serendipitous.

It was fate; it had nothing to do with right or wrong.

Thinking of Dominic's coldness made Evelyn's eyes dim, and her shoulders slumped.

Roxanne didn't come from a fancy family, but she could empathize with the sadness in Evelyn's eyes.

Those fancy families weren't as simple and joyful as ordinary people thought.

So she preferred to keep her ordinary identity. She didn't want to have anything to do with those fancy

families.

Little did she know, she was already the wife of the richest man in Seraphim Haven.

She offered Evelyn some words of comfort, "Ms. Miller, you should think more about what you have

instead of worrying too much about what you don't. No one can have everything they want."

These were just common comforting words, but they seemed to work wonders on Evelyn.

Sometimes, people's worries stem from overthinking.

When Evelyn smiled, her dimples showed, "Roxanne, you can just call me Evelyn or Eve, and I'll call

you Roxanne. We can keep in touch through WhatsApp and be friends. I don't really have friends. Also,

if you ever need help with anything, I'm here. I love helping others."

Roxanne just smiled and didn't say anything. She didn't have the heart to turn down Evelyn's

enthusiasm. But if she really ran into trouble, she probably wouldn't seek Evelyn's help.

Their social statuses were different; they might not be able to be true friends.

Just then, Harrison texted Evelyn again.

Evelyn heard the notification and knew it was Harrison.

She ignored it.

Harrison sent another text.

Evelyn still ignored it.

She just wanted to chat with Roxanne more and build a rapport.

So that when she revealed her identity as Harrison's cousin, there wouldn't be any awkwardness

between her and Roxanne.

She didn't care about what Harrison had texted.

Harrison couldn't stand it anymore and said directly, "Ms. Miller, your phone has been buzzing. Don't

you need to check it? It might be business-related."

Evelyn waved her hand dismissively, "No need; it's not anything important."

Harrison frowned, "I don't care if your messages are important. I only care that you've been talking too

much with my wife and disturbing her rest."

"Harrison." Roxanne gave Harrison a nudge and glared at him, "You’re being a bit rude."

Evelyn laughed, "Roxanne, see, your husband is so fierce, but he really loves you."

Roxanne smiled and said, "Don't mind him."

Only then did Evelyn reach under her pillow to get her phone.

She saw that Harrison had been scolding her for disturbing Roxanne's rest.

Evelyn texted back. “Harrison, I finally got close to her, and you're interrupting us. You're so harsh to

me. Be careful; I might expose you in front of her.”

Harrison texted back. “I dare you.”

Evelyn texted back. “Watch me.”

Harrison texted back. “Are you asking for a beating?”

Evelyn texted back. “You can't touch me now; I have Roxanne. If she knew I was your cousin, would

she favor you or me?”