The Windfalls of Love novel 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.