Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“The test results for Roy Lewis were all out on Sunday morning,

It has only been more than a month since Richelie Dunn first met Roy Lewis.

But no matter whether it was Richelle Dunn or Roy Lewis, to the three children, they all felt that life had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Richelle Dunn sat on the sofa, opened her email, and then got up after reading it. She walked to Roy Lewis and handed him the test results.

Roy Lewis said without even looking at it, “I don’t understand, you can just take a look.”

Richelle Dunn remembered that more than a month ago, when she sat here for the first time to discuss his condition with Roy Lewis, he acted arrogantly.

“Mr. Lewis, you remember, the first time I came to find you, you couldn’t wait to sweep me out with a broom, right?”

Roy Lewis remembered, of course. He smiled and nodded.

“Do you know? When I first saw you, I thought you were too pretty. You didn’t look serious or orderly like a doctor at all.”

Richelle Dunn has been praised for her looks since she was a child. Thus, she had no thoughts about Roy Lewis’s compliment and just shrugged and joked. “So, being beautiful is my fault, huh!”

Roy Lewis is a straightforward person. He felt no embarrassment talking about these old things.

“I was cliched, unconsciously evaluating you with worldly views.”

A straightforward person, if he was wrong, he would simply admit it.

Richelle Dunn clicked her tongue, “Do I deserve an apology?”

Roy Lewis’s smiling eyes circled around her face for a while, and after a long time, he retracted his smile, looked into her eyes sincerely, and said.

“Dr. Dunn, I’m sorry!”

Richelle Dunn only meant to tease him, but when she heard him actually apologize, she couldn’t help but comment.

“Mr. Lewis, you probably don’t know, I was so angry at you at the time that I wanted to see what was in your head, always cursing those damn rich people in my heart, even on the brink of death, still being so picky.”

Speaking of this, Roy Lewis also had a vivid memory.

Although, Richelle Dunn never said those curses out loud, he seemed to have seen it clearly from her face at the time.

And because of this, he was more convinced that Richelle Dunn was arrogant and had none of the calmness and restraint that a doctor should have.

“How could I not know? All those curses were written on your face!”

However, who would have thought that the two, who initially were at odds, now could sit together and chat happily?

With this in mind, Roy Lewis couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by emotions.

“But honestly, you are the first person to talk to me with such arrogance and challenge me boldly in my entire life!”

Richelle Dunn was very satisfied with her two “firsts”, and asked him laughingly.

“Should I say, it’s my honor?”

There was a lot of laughter in Roy Lewis’s deep and attractive eyes, “No, it’s my honor to have met you!”

Lil’ Timmy was in a good mood these days, sleeping very soundly at night and hence getting up a bit late in the morning.

When he came downstairs, he spotted his daddy and mommy in the living room with their heads together, looking at something.

He tiptoed closer and overheard the above conversation between daddy and mommy, making him secretly pleased. Afraid that his laughter would disturb his daddy and mommy, he covered his mouth and stealthily turned towards the kitchen.

Halfway, he met Uncle Axel coming out of the kitchen carrying breakfast towards the dining room.”

“Young Master, breakfast is ready, why are you here in the kitchen?”

The Young Master placed a finger over his lips, shushed gently, and then whispered to Uncle Axel.

“Grandpa Axel, be quiet. Dad’s flirting with someone outside!”

Uncle Axel was dumbstruck at first, quickly recalling Master Lewis and Dr. Dunn outside. He was amused by the young boy’s sneaky demeanor and lowered his voice to ask curiously.

“Oh? How does your dad flirt?”

The Young Master clenched his small fists, gently tapping his right fist with his left, showing Uncle Axel a demonstration.

“Like this…”

Uncle Axel was speechless, blaming Master Lewis for being so uninhibited, even knowing there were children in the house. He was asking such adult questions in the living room?

Completely misinterpreting the situation, Uncle Axel, fearing Master Lewis would do something improper in the living room that could adversely influence the Young Master, quickly found some tasks for the boy.

“Young Master, the servants have the day off today. Can you help Grandpa Axel bring those bread buns from the kitchen?”

Ever since the Young Master started learning from Richelle Dunn, he had become quite diligent. The little slacker who used to throw his clothes and socks everywhere now occasionally helped Uncle Axel or Mrs. Collins.

Of course, a wealthy family like The Lewis never required their children to do house chores.

However, Timmy volunteered to do them, and Roy Lewis did not stop him. According to Richelle, apart from exercising their practical skills and cultivating their independence, doing chores also gave them a stronger sense of belonging to their home.

Therefore, although Uncle Axel and Mrs. Collins initially rejected the idea of the Young Master doing any house chores, after Roy Lewis explained, they stopped blocking him.

Soon enough, the Young Master brought the bread buns out from the kitchen. Even though he had just told Uncle Axel not to disturb daddy and mommy, he couldn’t help but want to check on his parents’ progress.

So, after setting down the buns, he ran off towards the living room. When he reached the corner, he stopped, secretly peeked out from the corner, and looked at the situation in the living room.

However, the sight deflated his excited little face immediately.

What the heck, weren’t they touching their heads together just now? Why were they sitting at opposite ends, busy with their own things?

In his heart, the Young Master cursed his dad for being a big fool, then, he came out from the corner and ran out to leap onto Richelle Dunn.

Richelle Dunn hugged him with one arm and pinched his little nose with the other hand, “Lazy pig, finally willing to get up?”

The Young Master nuzzled his face into her hand and then pouted his lips, “I’ve been up for a while…”

Richelle Dunn, always sensitive to the children’s moods, noticed that the little guy was a bit upset and moved closer to touch his forehead with hers.

“What’s wrong? Not happy?”

Roy Lewis, was reading the newspaper, and glanced over.

“How could he not be happy? He’s been particularly excited the past two nights. He’s so thrilled that he can’t sleep, and doesn’t want to get up in the morning.” Still upset at his dad’s slow-going attitude, the Young Master huffed and glared at him, “None of your business!”

Roy Lewis didn’t bother arguing with the little whippersnapper. No matter how grumpy the little guy was, Richelle always knew how to soothe him.

“If it’s none of my business, fine. This afternoon, I’m taking Timothy and

Tifanny to buy some treats and toys. Do you want to come?”

The trip to Tyrannosaurus World scheduled for Tuesday was finally confirmed after making sure Roy Lewis’ health was excellent.

The Young Master, hearing that he’d be going out to shop for goodies and toys with his younger siblings, immediately forgot all his earlier displeasure. He held up his tiny hand and started waving it frantically.

“I want to go! I want to go!”

Richelle and Roy Lewis exchanged amused glances. It seemed like as long as he learned Richelle’s tricks, even he could charm the little guy into compliance..