The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 297

Little Angela was just too adorable.

Outside, a storm was raging, the kind that would wake any child in fright. Yet here was Angela,

sleeping soundly in the midst of it all, dreaming about her favorite foods. She was indeed a little foodie.

Sitting by her bedside for an extended period, Harrison was filled with fatherly affection. How could

Roxanne have given birth to such a cute child? She was just too adorable, too endearing.

Seeing Angela sleep so soundly, drooling slightly and smiling in her sleep, Harrison's heart softened.

If it wasn't for Roxanne's determination and perseverance to bring this child into the world, he wouldn't

have the blessing of witnessing this beautiful sight.

He couldn't begin to comprehend the amount of suffering and hardship Roxanne had endured for their

child. He was truly the worst, an absolute scoundrel.

Roxanne didn't want to reconcile with him right now; she wanted to be alone, and he understood

completely.

He gently pinched Angela's cherubic cheeks, a determined look in his eyes.

"Baby, for you and your mom's happiness, I will strive to change myself. I hope to earn your mom's

forgiveness soon."

Before he knew it, it was Tuesday.

Angela's kindergarten held a two-day, one-night autumn outing. Both Roxanne and Harrison attended.

The purpose of such an event was to strengthen the bond between parent and child.

A school bus transported the children and their parents to a camping site. During the day, the parents

and children participated in various bonding activities. When night fell, everyone started setting up their

tents.

Harrison, being experienced in outdoor activities, set up his tent the fastest. Angela, taking off her

shoes, crawled into the tent, clapping her hands in delight.

"Wow, what a pretty tent!"

Not only did Harrison set up his tent the fastest, but it was also the most beautiful one.

It was adorned with colorful fairy lights, an assortment of stuffed animals, and Angela's favorite snacks,

he had prepared all of which in advance.

"Daddy, can I eat all these snacks?" Angela was already eager to dig in.

"Why don't you ask your mom first?" Harrison ruffled her hair gently, saying, "From now on, let's let

mom make all the decisions at home."

With that, he looked at Roxanne who was sitting across from him. His gaze became even more sincere

and passionate. It seemed as if he was deliberately saying this for Roxanne to hear.

Roxanne quickly avoided his gaze, hiding her complicated emotions, and also gently ruffled Angela's

hair, "These snacks were specially bought by daddy, they are sugar-free and won't harm your teeth. If

you want to eat them, go ahead."

She wouldn't be too strict with Angela.

Harrison had as much right as she did to make decisions for their daughter. She wouldn't let Angela

see any discord between her and Harrison.

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Even in her sleep, she still held onto her snacks, her mouth moving as if she was still tasting them.

But soon she fell into a deep sleep, her hand loosening its grip, and the snacks scattered about, she

was completely lost in her dreams.

Roxanne bent down to pick her up from Harrison's lap. As she bent down, her long hair brushed past

Harrison. It was beautiful and tempting.

Harrison longed to run his fingers through her hair. The sweet memory of his fingers entwined in her

hair now felt like a distant dream.

Not wanting to upset her anymore, Harrison suppressed all his impulses.

After Roxanne picked up Angela, she placed her on a small pillow in the middle of the tent. She

covered her with a blanket and gave her a gentle kiss.

When she looked up, she met Harrison's burning yet restrained gaze. She avoided his gaze and

lowered her head, "It's late. You should sleep. I'll sit outside for a while."

The confined space made her uncomfortable.

She put on her jacket and went out. She sat on an outdoor chair outside the tent and made herself a

hot cup of tea.

Harrison knew what she was uncomfortable about. She didn't want to be alone with him in a confined

space, even if their daughter was there in between.

He followed her outside and sat next to her, "You should go in and sleep."

"I want to sit here for a while." Roxanne held her hot tea and asked him, "Would you like a cup?"

"Thank you!"

She made him a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, "Here, drink it while it's warm."

Holding the warm cup of tea, Harrison felt a bit warmer; looking at the night sky, he couldn't help but

sigh, "The night is really beautiful tonight."

The starry sky was vast and distant. By his side was the woman he loved.

Even though her heart was far away, being able to sit so close to her and admire the night sky together

was a blessing he could hardly ask for.

After sitting for a while, neither of them felt sleepy.

Roxanne didn't want to go in; Harrison wanted to stay with her.

Worried that she might be tired the next day, Harrison found an excuse to get her to sleep.

"I have an important document to review, you should go in and sleep."

He took out his laptop and turned it on. He seemed to open a document and was engrossed in reading

it, but in reality, his mind was elsewhere.

Without saying anything further, Roxanne got in the tent. Noticing his suit jacket there, she wanted to

give it to him; accidentally, she found a piece of starlit jade in one pocket, around which there was gold

inlaid, probably for repairing the broken part.

It was her gift to Harrison, which meant to bring fortune. Had Harrison kept this starlit jade all the time?

Secretly putting the jade away, she took the jacket outside to Harrison, “It’s windy. Put this on.”

“Thanks!” Harrison quickly did what she said. In order not to disturb her, he pretended to be busy, quite

occupied by the document in the laptop.

Assuming he was really busy, Roxanne didn't disturb him and returned to the tent.

He seemed to be tied up with his work all night. Roxanne in the tent was at some point, drifted off to

sleep.

In the middle of the night, Harrison quietly unzipped the tent and carefully approached mother and

daughter.

This was the first time he saw them together, a familiar sight. One was his daughter, the other the

mother of his child. But this home was already shattered, a wreckage he'd single-handedly created.

He longed to kiss both mother and daughter, but all he did was tuck them in, gazing at them with deep

affection for a moment before he left.

He didn't plan on joining them that night. As he was tucking in Roxanne, he'd noticed her eyelashes

fluttering, saw her clutching the corner of the blanket, as if she was afraid he'd climb in beside her.

She must've been awake.

Not wanting to disturb her sleep, Harrison spent the entire night outside.

He must have caught a chill. By the time Harrison returned, he had caught a cold; his head was

spinning, and his throat was increasingly sore.

After a warm shower, he instinctively reached into the pocket of his suit. The piece of starlit jade that

Roxanne had given him was gone.