Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

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“Although Richelle Dunn really wanted to know if her son’s “mother” was Kiara Dunn, she never thought about asking her son about it.

All the past hurts, she bore them alone.

As for the grievances between her and the Dunn family, she didn’t want to involve her son in them.

She hoped that the hatred of adults would be resolved by adults using adult means.

Hugo Camrey sat on the sofa, chatting animatedly with Timothy and Tiffany, and saw Timmy pull up a stool and sit at the coffee table, and quickly waved at him.

“Timmy, come and play with Uncle!”

Little Master glanced up at him, scoffing, who wants to play with a weird uncle!

“I’m reading!”

He said coldly and lowered his eyes to read the book on the coffee table.

Richelle stared thoughtfully at her eldest son’s head, although she didn’t know why, she was certain that the little one was indeed full of hostility towards Hugo Camrey.

Little did Richelle know that the three children had always wished for their mommy and daddy to be together and that this wish was especially intense and urgent for her eldest son.

So, to Timothy and Tiffany, Hugo’s arrival might just be another fun and pampering uncle, but for the little master, it was like a strong rival showing up.

What’s even more annoying is that their stupid daddy doesn’t get it, even though he has all the advantages and opportunities, his relationship with mommy has been stagnant, she really doesn’t know what’s going on in his head, luckily she’s not like him.

Hugo naturally also felt the Little Master’s coldness towards him. At first, he was just inexplicably and somewhat wronged.

But quickly, he figured it out.

Clearly, all of Richelie’s children have inherited her smart brain and extraordinary insight.

Probably, his secretly hidden little thoughts about Richelle have been seen through by this little guy.

“Richelle, our three little darlings have such diverse personalities!”

As soon as his probing words came out, as expected, he immediately received a passing glance of Little Master’s white eye.

As for Timothy and Tiffany, they didn’t respond at all to his emphasis on the word “our family.”

Heh, interesting!

This little guy seems to be holding a grudge on behalf of his dad!

Richelle smiled and ignored Hugo’s making waves, and pulled a stool to sit beside Little Master, rubbing his head and asking.

“Timmy, why don’t you join your siblings in playing?”

Even that slow-witted Hugo could sense something was off about her eldest son, which means the hostility she sensed was not fake.

Little Master was still mad at his dad in his heart, but he couldn’t tell mommy about these things, so he could only lean against Richelle sulkily.

The Little Master’s mouth was tough, but his body honestly responded, making Richelle feel happy. Seeing that he didn’t want to say more, she pinched his face and let him lean against her and continue reading.

As for her, she took out her phone to read medical articles.

Mrs. Walker returned from shopping, greeted Hugo, served the newly washed fruit, and then went back to the kitchen to continue her work.

Richelle followed her into the kitchen and rolled up her sleeves, saying to Mrs. Walker, “Mrs. Walker, let me cook tonight, and you can take a rest.”

Mrs. Walker, being an industrious person, couldn’t bear to be idle.

“Let me help you with things, so you can have dinner earlier and have more time to spend with the kids.”

Although Mrs. Walker had only been here for a few days, she had already experienced Richelle’s non-stop busy state and felt sorry for her.

Richelle didn’t force her, “Alright, let’s work together then. Timmy just said he wants to eat fries, so why don’t you make some for them?”

Mrs. Walker was quite efficient and soon fried up the French fries. Richelle put the pear juice she had just squeezed on a tray and served it as well.

When the kids smelled the French fries earlier, they sneakily ran to the kitchen door and looked eagerly at it a few times. Now that they could finally eat it, they all rushed over to grab and eat the fries.

Richelle gently reminded them, “Go wash your hands first!”

All three chubby hands were withdrawn, and the kids raced to the bathroom.

Hugo, who had been playing with the children for a while, watched their happy figures and sighed enviously.

“Seeing your little darlings, I, who originally didn’t plan to marry, now really want to find someone to marry and have a kid to play with.”

Richelle gave him a glare, “You better not ruin the lives of innocent girls. Marriage is based on love. Raising children requires dedication and education. They are not toys!”

Hugo muttered with a headache, “I was just saying it casually. Why are you taking it so seriously?”

Richelle usually seemed relaxed, but when it came to matters of principle, she was always serious.

Especially with her experiences, she knew the pain of childbirth and the difficulty of being a single mother, so she could not agree with Hugo’s casual attitude.

However, Hugo, who was always playful and lively, found it hard to truly understand her struggles as a single mother.

It’s like how men can never truly understand a woman’s pain.

“Fine, anyway, this is your private matter, and I can’t interfere.”

She did overreact a bit, since everyone has different values. It shouldn’t bother her that much.

Hugo felt even more of a headache, suddenly feeling like an unforgivable villain.

“Richelle, don’t misunderstand. I take love very seriously when it comes to relationships.”

Richelle glanced at him, “Why are you telling me this? Tell your future girlfriend.”

Men will never understand that for women, giving birth is a huge ordeal. So, any woman who has given birth cannot stand the idea of treating children as mere playthings.

She risked her life to give birth to her precious child, so playing with them like toys?

If you have so much free time, go play with your own balls!

Hugo wasn’t stupid, and by now, he finally realized that he had angered Richelle.

However, he had no experience in soothing others, and Richelle had always seemed like an easygoing person to him. Thus, he didn’t know what to say to comfort her.

Seeing the children running out, he quickly waved at Timothy and asked when the little guy came over.

“Timothy, tell Uncle, how can I make your mommy happy?”

Timothy’s eyes swiveled between Hugo and his mommy before saying, “Give her money. Besides us, Mommy loves money the most!”

Hugo thought to himself, Timothy, are you playing a joke on me?

“Sweetheart, your mommy makes way more money than uncle. Besides, talking about money is vulgar, right?”

Timothy shook his head vigorously, “How is it vulgar? Mommy works really hard to take care of us, so more money would make her life easier.”

Hugo didn’t know that the kids just said those things to show considerate care for their mommy. He assumed Richelle was really struggling financially.

After hesitating a bit, when Richelle turned to head to the kitchen, he followed her and whispered.

“Richelle, I have some spare money on hand. Can I lend it to you?”

Richelle tried not to laugh and said, “Don’t listen to their nonsense. Timothy and Tifanny are just worried about me. What I’m lacking is big money, not some petty cash for daily life.”

Richelle never went into battles unprepared. Since she planned to challenge the Dunn Group, she needed money, or she wouldn’t stand a chance against them.

Compared to the huge business empire that the Dunn Group had built over several decades, the money she had saved up over the years was just a drop in the bucket.

If it had been before today, Hugo would have taken her mention of lacking big money as a joke.

But after learning about her background and plans, he knew that her lack of big money was the truth.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but feel worried.

“Richelle, you took that dangerous mission because you want revenge, right?”