Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Early the next morning, right after Roy Lewis and Timmy finished their breakfast, Uncle Axel brought the phone over.

“Master Lewis, it’s your grandfather’s call.”

Roy took the phone, “Grandpa, what’s the matter?

The old man on the other end of the phone cleared his throat gently and paused before speaking.

“Roy, in a few days, it will be the anniversary of your father’s death. My heart feels’uneasy. Do you think Timmy has time to come over and keep me company for a while?”

The old man was advanced in years, but his children and grandchildren were not particularly thoughtful.

Roy and Timmy were the exceptions. They might annoy him sometimes, but in the grand scheme of things, they reassured him.

Roy was aware of this. After all, it was a white-haired man sending off a black-haired man; his father was the old man’s most beloved eldest son. Therefore, every year at this time, it was especially difficult for his grandfather.

Now that his grandfather had made the request, Roy agreed without giving it a second thought.

“Alright, I’ll have Uncle Axel arrange a driver to take him over soon.” After hanging up, Roy bent down and patted Timmy’s head.

“Darling, Grandpa Clarkson doesn’t feel well. Can you go and keep him company for a while?”

Although Timmy had an eccentric personality, he had a caring heart. Upon hearing that Grandpa Clarkson was unwell, he nodded quickly. “Okay, let’s have the chef make some of Grandpa’s favorite snacks, and I’ll bring them to him.”

Watching his increasingly thoughtful son, Roy couldn’t help but think of

Richelle Dunn and her family.

“You can also think about what Timothy and Tiffany like to eat, ask the chef to make some, and have the driver deliver it.”

Having eaten his fill, Timmy happily jumped off the floor and ran towards the kitchen after his father’s words.

His dad had finally become more understanding towards his mom and siblings, and it seemed that his and his siblings’ wishes were closer to becoming reality.

Roy got up and left the dining room, telling Richelle, who was sitting on the sofa.

“Richelle, Grandpa is not feeling well, so I’m sending Timmy over to keep him company. I’ll pick him up later and bring him to your place.”

Richelle was reading one of Timmy’s medical books when she heard this. She quickly closed the book, concern in her eyes.

“Mr. Lewis, where do you feel unwell? Have you been checked? At his age, even the smallest issue should not be taken lightly.”

Roy shook his head. “It’s a heart issue, but it’ll get better in a few days.”

Richelle looked confused, so Roy told her the truth.

“In a few days, it will be my father’s death anniversary. Every year at this time, my grandfather’s mood isn’t good.”

Richelle hadn’t expected this reason. She gave Roy a concerned and apologetic look.

“I’m sorry…”

Roy smiled. “I’m fine!”

He then pointed to the kitchen.

“Timmy asked the chef to make some snacks. See what Timothy and Tiffany

like and tell the chef.”

Richelle looked at him carefully for a moment, and when she confirmed that he was really fine, she got up and left.

Uncle Axel happened to be passing by, and he approached Roy with a smile. “Master, is there a big happy event for our family this year?”

Roy glanced at him indifferently.

“Nosey!”

This was the first time Roy did not directly refute or deny the question. Unbeknownst to him, when he scolded Uncle Axel, the curve of his lips revealed his joy.

Accompanied by Mrs. Collins and the driver, Timmy returned to the Lewis’s mansion. Hearing that Grandpa was taking a rest on the side hall’s terrace, he quickly ran in carrying snacks.

The butler, who happened to witness the usually calm Timmy acting lively, recalled the incident when Timmy had brought flowers to his grandfather last time.

He couldn’t help but remark to Mrs. Collins, “Young Mr. Timmy seems to have become more lively lately.”

Mrs. Collins had been taking care of Timmy since he was sent to the Lewis family and was well aware of his transformation.

“Yes, ever since Dr. Dunn arrived, Young Mr. Timmy has become much more cheerful.”

The butler frowned slightly, recalling that not long ago, Grandpa suddenly arranged a blind date for Roy because Dr. Dunn was the reason!

“Mrs. Collins, how is Dr. Dunn? Is she a good person?

Although the butler served the old man, he was naturally concerned about the Master and Young Master’s affairs.

Mrs. Collins didn’t notice the butler’s scrutinizing and inquisitive attitude, she simply smiled and answered.

“Dr. Dunn is wonderful. She’s considerate and attentive to Master Lewis and Young Master Timmy, and she has no airs about her. In the past, when Young Master Timmy had a tantrum, even Master Lewis couldn’t handle it. Now with Dr. Dunn around, she can calm him down with just a few comforting words.

The butler was rather skeptical. “Simple kids are the easiest to deceive, they don’t understand people’s intentions.”

Mrs. Collins was surprised and said, “Butler, this may be true for other children, but our Young Master Timmy is a genius! He knows much more than you and me!”

Realizing the butler’s disdain and prejudice towards Richelle, Mrs. Collins naturally felt the need to speak up for her.

“Besides, Master Lewis’s health has improved significantly since Dr. Dunn’s arrival. He used to rely on sleeping pills and painkillers, and now he barely needs them. He even quit drinking coffee, which is so hard to give up. Isn’t this because Dr. Dunn is not only skilled in medicine but also a good person?” The old butler clicked his tongue. “Does being good at medical skills equate to having good character? You and Axel need to be more cautious in case you are deceived by an outsider who just says a few nice words!” Unable to reason with him, Mrs. Collins merely ignored him and went to look for Timmy.

Timmy carried the still-warm snacks freshly made by the chef into the side hall. As he entered, he saw Grandpa sitting in a recliner on the terrace facing outside, seemingly admiring something or dozing off.

He slowed down immediately, carefully walked over to find his grandfather with his eyes closed, quickly placed the food box on the small side table, and tiptoed over to place his chubby hand on his grandfather’s forehead. Grandpa was reminiscing with his eyes closed and had become immersed in the sadness of the past.

In that fateful year, his three-year-old great-grandson had been kidnapped. To save the boy, his son followed the kidnapper’s demands and delivered the ransom, only for the kidnapper to try to kill them both after getting the money. In the end, the son sacrificed his life to save the great-grandson…

Grandpa was lost in the past, unable to escape, when a warm sensation reached his forehead, followed by a soft voice, “Grandpa Clarkson…”

Grandpa jerked awake and looked directly into his great-grandson’s worried eyes.

A smile appeared in his gaze. He reached out, held the little one’s hand, and slowly sat up.

“Oh, my darling, you’re back?”

Timmy supported his grandfather’s waist to help him sit up. “Grandpa, where do you feel unwell? Should I call Dr. Dunn to check on you?”

In Timmy’s mind, his own mom was the best doctor there was.

At the mention of Dr. Dunn, Grandpa’s smiling eyes were suddenly clouded with darkness..