The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 272

"Angela Martinez, how does that sound?" Dominic pondered.

He had gone through a myriad of poems and trawled through numerous dictionaries.

He had wanted to find a name with a symbolic meaning, but in the end, he chose this name.

Its meaning was as beautiful and adorable as an angel.

Roxanne instantly understood, nodding with delight.

"Angela, what a meaningful name."

Dominic was taken aback, "You really want to use the name I suggested?"

"It's a great name!"

"Dominic, have you considered asking for Harrison's opinion on the baby's name? He is, after all, the

father of the child."

Roxanne looked down, mulling over this for a few seconds.

Images of a devastated and defeated Harrison surfaced in her mind.

If her acceptance and letting go had hurt him, then it was a double-edged sword.

While it wounded him, it hurt her too.

She never wished to hurt him in this manner.

She only hoped for a clean slate, free of debts and grudges!

Raising her eyes, she gave Dominic a clear and decisive smile.

"It's best if you name our child. You gave us a second chance at life."

It was indeed a miracle.

When she heard that the baby was born without a heartbeat or breath, she too lost her will to live.

It was Dominic who played a recording of a baby's cry on his phone that brought her back to

consciousness.

It was because she insisted on holding her cold, lifeless baby that the baby regained warmth and a

heartbeat.

She was grateful to Dominic.

Even though her eyes were shut, she could hear Dominic's fervent prayers.

He was willing to trade thirty years of his life for the safety of her and their daughter.

This love was more significant than anything else.

"Thank you, Dominic, for giving Angela such a meaningful name. From now on, she'll be known as

Angela."

Dominic looked down, smiling as he stroked Angela's little face, "Angela, Angela, our Angela has a

name now!"

The next day, Angela was handed over to a nanny.

Roxanne went to work.

Being the owner of a company, her time was flexible.

She returned home every two hours to feed the baby.

After all, her office was close to home.

At noon, she was eating with Chloe.

Because she was breastfeeding, she was hungrier than usual and had a bigger appetite, so she added

a drumstick to her meal.

She had eaten half of the drumstick in her hand.

Chloe nudged her arm, "Roxanne, Harrison just got out of his Rolls-Royce."

Roxanne wiped the corners of her mouth and looked up.

Harrison, in his posh suit, was striding towards the food stall.

The bodyguards and driver behind him were standing by the car, seemingly ready to take orders at any

time.

Such a scene was in stark contrast to the messy and grimy street corner of Urban Sun Village.

As always, it attracted many eyes.

Harrison walked straight towards Roxanne, undistracted.

The drumstick in her hand suddenly lost its appeal.

But Roxanne kept her head down and continued munching on the drumstick.

Harrison hadn't been to a food stall for a long time.

The two tables next to Roxanne were local laborers.

Covered in mud and paint, his sudden arrival interrupted their meal.

Curious, they watched him.

Why would this wealthy, well-dressed man come here to eat rice?

But after a glance, they resumed their meal.

After all, they were just insignificant ants in this city, once their meal was done, they had to return to the

construction site to work and earn money.

The long-lost hustle and bustle reminded Harrison of a lot of things, especially when he first met

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He sat down next to Roxanne.

Roxanne was still gnawing on her drumstick, without even lifting her head," What can I do for you, Mr.

Rodriguez?"

"Eat first." Harrison also ordered a serving of rice.

Chloe, knowing that Harrison wanted to talk to Roxanne, quickly finished her meal, said goodbye, and

left, leaving Harrison and Roxanne alone.

This meal brought back many old memories.

But the two of them could never go back to how it used to be.

After paying the bill, Harrison looked at Roxanne, "Can you walk with me?"

Roxanne looked at the time, "Not more than ten minutes."

The two of them left the noisy street corner and walked to the lakeside along the road.

Harrison stopped.

"I heard from my father that the baby doesn't have a name yet?"

"She does, it's Angela. Dominic chose it."

Roxanne also stopped.

The two of them looked at each other.

Harrison frowned, "Dominic chose it?"

"Yes." Roxanne answered casually.

"Why didn't you discuss such an important matter with me? Roxanne, am I still the father of the child?"

Harrison questioned coldly.

It seemed like he was blaming Roxanne.

Roxanne was amused, "Mr. Rodriguez, don't you find yourself ridiculous? You didn't want Angela in the

first place, why do you care who chose her name?"

"But I am the father of the child!" Harrison declared assertively, as if he was proclaiming his rights.

"Mr. Rodriguez, everyone has to pay for their choices. When you chose to abandon us, you should be

prepared for everything you're going through now. But rest assured, I won't deny you the right to see

your child in the future. I will tell Angela that her father is a great and accomplished entrepreneur. I

won't tell her about your insistence on aborting her. I will make sure she grows up in a healthy and

happy environment without any hatred. If Mr. Rodriguez wishes to participate in her upbringing, I would

be more than happy to. You can visit the child as a father."

After all, no child wants to feel fatherless.

Having one more person to love Angela was a blessing to her.

After all, he was Angela's biological father.

On the edge of the chilly lake in the fall, Roxanne looked at Harrison with a serene face.

The wind swept past them, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

Harrison felt the wind as if it was piercing through him like swords and spears.

Roxanne, however, was at peace with the wind, as if everything was clear and bright.

It took so much effort and strength to let go of her resentment towards him.

Now, she could face everything with calmness.

"Mr. Rodriguez, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving. I have work to attend to at my company."

Harrison watched as she turned around calmly.

Her delicate figure stood upright against the harsh autumn wind.

The moment she turned around, Roxanne shed a tear.

She had finally let go.

Yet, she was still unhappy.

It was as if something was missing from her heart.

Life also seemed incomplete, never to be whole again.

At one in the morning.

The nanny was sleeping next door with Angela.

The sound of the doorbell startled Roxanne. Not wanting to wake Angela, she put on a coat and hurried

to answer the door.

When she opened the door, a wave of alcohol hit her.

It was Harrison.

He was utterly drunk.

Alexander, supporting the drunken Harrison, apologized, "Roxanne, I'm sorry. Harrison insisted on

seeing you. If I didn't bring him here, he would just keep drinking. I was worried he might do something

foolish."

Harrison, still under Alexander's support, was babbling in his drunken stupor.

He was calling Roxanne's name over and over again.

Roxanne glanced at him and then at Alexander, "You should take him home. After all, I am only his ex-

wife."