The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 18

But when the little Austin in her arms began to stir, Chloe's rage and impulsiveness was cut short.

She couldn't have a shouting match with Charlotte.

After all, Charlotte was reluctant to help her with the baby in the first place. If she had a fight with

Charlotte, Charlotte would be even less willing to help her. She still needed Charlotte to look after the

baby so she could have time to work and earn money.

Although Charlotte was harsh on her, and sometimes even bullied her, Charlotte was still the baby's

grandma. Even if her bad habits and behavior might affect the baby, she wouldn't mean any harm to

her own grandson.

Chloe had to suppress all her anger, grievances, and pain. She was so angry that her whole body was

shaking, but she could only deal with it by herself, adjust her own attitude.

After standing outside the door for several minutes, Chloe finally opened the door and went in.

Charlotte saw her and scolded with a frown, "Why did you come back to cook so late? I didn't cook for

you, find some bread to eat yourself."

Chloe, with a pang of pain in her heart, replied calmly, "It's okay, I'll just grab something from the This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

fridge."

The ribs weren't meant for her in the first place. She should have some self-respect and not eat them.

"Roxanne told me that Oliver will be released tonight." After she finished speaking, she asked again,

"Can you stay home and watch Austin for me tomorrow? You said that as long as Oliver is released,

you would help me with the baby."

"Don't bullshit me, Roxanne was reluctant to help in the first place, why would she suddenly want to

help now?" Charlotte's face was full of doubt.

Chloe explained, "It's true, Oliver will be back soon, I hope you can help me with the baby tomorrow."

Sophia was busy mediating, "Chloe, don't blame mom. Mom already has a backache. If she didn't push

you this way, how could your good friend Roxanne be willing to help release Oliver. It was a small

matter, but you guys insisted on leaving him in the detention center."

Chloe didn't want to argue with them. It was too exhausting. She was already worn out from working

and taking care of the baby at the company.

Her voice was full of tiredness, "I see, has Aria gone to her dance class?"

"Yeah. Mom isn't really unwilling to help you with the kids. You see, even though it's raining, she still

picked up Aria for you and sent her to her dance class."

"Thanks. I'll go warm up some bread to eat, and then go pick up Aria."

Walking into the kitchen, Chloe felt that she couldn't just eat a slice of bread. Why couldn't she eat the

ribs that Charlotte cooked?

The ribs were bought with the money Oliver gave Charlotte. That money was hers too. Besides, didn't

she always take good care of Charlotte when she was cooking at home? She couldn't not eat just

because Charlotte's ribs weren't meant for her.

She picked up the plate and walked out, "Mom, I'm not eating bread. I've been low on breast milk lately,

and bread alone doesn't have enough nutrition. I'm going to eat these ribs, you don't mind, do you?"

Thinking about her son being released soon, Charlotte didn't want to be too harsh on Chloe, "You go

ahead and eat."

Chloe scooped a full bowl of braised ribs, leaving almost nothing for Charlotte.

Looking at the nearly empty soup pot, Charlotte's face darkened, "Can you finish so much by yourself?"

"Sure can." Chloe asked deliberately, "Mom, it's not that I want to eat these ribs, it's mainly because

your grandson has no milk to drink. Mom, you've had children too. You know breastfeeding women get

hungry more easily and need more nutrition. I think these ribs are not enough. Why don't you and

Sophia go bake some bread to eat?"

Charlotte frowned, "Are you really out of milk?"

Chloe nodded as she chewed on the ribs, "Not enough, I need to replenish for your grandson's sake."

Charlotte wasn't friendly to her, but she loved her own grandson Austin like a treasure.

And the ribs she made were for herself, and she didn't make much.

For the sake of her grandson, Charlotte didn't say anything more, "Then you eat more ribs, I'll go heat

up some bread in the oven."

Watching Charlotte turn and go to the kitchen, Chloe's anger finally subsided a bit.

She used to be too kind, so she respected Charlotte, always going along with her, letting her have her

way.

But not anymore. Her tolerance had its limits. All kindness should have its own bottom line, otherwise, it

would only be bullied and trampled upon.

Oliver was released from the detention center at seven o'clock in the evening. When he was released,

the police at the detention center gave him a lecture, telling him not to get involved in fights in the

future, and to be a good person. Oliver, who had been locked up for a few days, was somewhat

repentant and had a very good attitude.

When he got home, Charlotte was naturally very happy to see her son back.

After Oliver took a shower, he pulled Chloe, who was patting Austin's little shoulder, over to make out.

Actually, Oliver didn't want to touch Chloe, not because Chloe was ugly or had a bad figure. After giving

birth to two children, her skin was indeed a bit wrinkled, there were some spots on her face, and some

extra flesh on her stomach, but it wasn't very noticeable.

Generally speaking, she still looked good. She would still look pretty with a little bit of dressing up.

The reason Oliver didn't want to touch Chloe before was because she was unkempt every day, her hair

was a mess, sometimes she didn't even wash her face, and she was always at home, always nagging

to him about the trivial matters at home and the conditions of the two children.

He was fed up.

But after being locked up in the detention center for several days, he wanted to let off some steam

when he came back. He hadn't touched a woman in a long time, and Oliver's male instinct was a bit too

strong.

Chloe felt disgusted. In fact, she didn't even realize that they hadn't had sex for half a year.

She was busy with the trivial chores every day like a spinning top, and had no mind to think about it.

She was already repulsed, and the fact that Oliver had harassed Roxanne made her even more

resistant. She pushed Oliver away, "You're hurting me."

"I'll be gentler then." Oliver moved towards her again.

Chloe quickly used the blanket as a barrier to stop Oliver from touching her. She felt extremely

uncomfortable. So uncomfortable that she felt Oliver was like a disgusting fly. Once he touched her,

she felt dirty all over.

Especially when she thought about Oliver's inappropriate intentions toward her best friend, she felt

even more foolish, realizing that she had pursued such a terrible man so blindly in the first place.

"Chloe, it's been a while since we did it. Come on."

"I'm tired."

"It's fine, I only need ten minutes. It won't delay your rest."

"When I say I don't want to, it means I don't want to."

Oliver couldn’t wait any more, and he wanted to be more forceful. He abruptly pulling away the blanket

in front of Chloe, and then climbing on top of her.

He kissed Chloe's face, "Chloe, I really miss you."

Everything this man said was a lie. If Chloe believed him, then she must have had her head squashed

by a door. She felt nauseous and turned her head away, pushing Oliver away with force.

But Oliver seemed even more excited, trying to take off her pants...