Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelie’s face turned red, and she glanced around, noticing that everyone was busy with their own things. Even the few children were chattering away by the fish pond, and it seemed that nobody was paying attention to her and Roy Lewis’s situation.

She covered her face and took a deep breath, cursing herself for being weak.

It’s just flirting, she thought. She’ll just flirt back confidently!

Who’s afraid of whom?!

Richelle secretly resolved that the next time Roy Lewis flirts with her, she absolutely must not back down.

She, Richelle Dunn, has never been afraid of anyone or lost to anyone in anything.

With that in mind, Richelle picked up her glass, tipped her head back, and downed the cocktail in one gulp.

After that, she grabbed a few barbecue skewers and gobbled them down.

It had to be said that although it was Roy Lewis’s first time barbecuing, the heat and taste were actually pretty good.

After eating several skewers, Richelle felt thirsty and just then, the bartender brought over several kinds of cocktails. She casually picked up a green one mixed with a champagne color, tasted it, and it seemed pretty good as well.

So, she asked the bartender for another glass, and by the time Roy Lewis came out with several clothes draped on his arm, she had already eaten several lamb skewers, a chicken wing, and had four cocktails.

Richelle’s alcohol tolerance was actually quite average.

The cocktail she had later was originally mixed by the bartender for a chef. It tasted sweet at first sip, but it had a strong kick.

Roy Lewis didn’t notice anything wrong with Richelle at first. He put his coat on her, touched her neck, and silently hung the children’s clothes on the little ones without saying anything.

After taking care of the kids and turning back, he saw that the coat he had just put on Richelle had fallen onto the grass. She, on the other hand, was resting her chin on her hand and tilting her head as she looked at the sky, lost in thought.

“Richelle?”

Roy Lewis bent down to pick up the coat and put it back on her.

“Hmm?”

Richelle’s voice was noticeably nasal.

Roy Lewis walked anxiously to her side, bent down, and gave her a close look.

“What’s wrong? Feeling unwell?”

As he asked, he placed his hand on her forehead.

Her forehead was cold, and Roy Lewis didn’t know if that was normal or not.

He just tightened the coat he had just put on her and asked softly, “Are you cold? Would you like to go inside?”

Richelle turned her gaze back to him and looked at him seriously for a moment.

“I’m not cold, I feel quite comfortable,” she said, then let out a burp.

Roy Lewis only realized what had happened when he smelled the lingering alcohol and saw the glasses on the table. He couldn’t help but feel both annoyed and amused. He hooked a chair with his foot, sat down next to her, and pointed to the glasses on the table, asking Richelle.

“Did you drink all of these?”

Incredibly, Richelle was indignant – tilting her head challenging^ and asking

“Or what? You dare to drink?”

Roy Lewis clicked his tongue, “You seem quite proud of it!”

Richelle blinked, “Not really proud, just…it feels quite refreshing after drinking!”

Roy Lewis had accepted the fact that she was probably drunk and knew it was no use being angry with her, so he changed his mood and teased her instead.

“What’s so refreshing about it? Tell me?”

Richelle bit her lip for a while, then unexpectedly reached out her hand and touched his face.

Roy Lewis was stunned for a moment, a little bewildered, but he was always adaptable and besides, this was the person he liked. He wouldn’t dodge or refuse her, even if she touched his face – or anything else.

In fact, Richelle wasn’t that drunk, just about four or five points tipsy.

This moderate level of drunkenness was just right, allowing her to retain normal thoughts and a bit of rationality, plus a touch of madness that she wouldn’t have when sober.

This bit of madness stirred up the buried thoughts in her heart, and right now, what she wanted the most was to tease him back, just like he had teased her earlier.

As this idea arose in her heart, her hand moved instinctively.

Of course, when her cool fingertips touched his face, the sensation entirely different from her own skin made her even more curious.

It had to be said that for a twenty-five-year-old mother, her understanding of the opposite sex, apart from the painful experience one night, was pretty much nonexistent.

So, when her hand touched his warm and tight skin, it seemed uncontrollable, moving from his cheeks, along his high nose bridge, then sliding from the tip ’ of his nose to the deep corners of his eyes, gradually going up and landing on his eyebrows.

Unlike the soft and tender feel of her own skin and the children’s, his skin was very tight. There was no excess fat on his face, and even just tracing with her fingertips, she could feel his distinct and handsome contours.

“Roy Lewis!”

Richelle’s hand was still on his thick eyebrows as she suddenly called his name.

Roy Lewis sat there, not moving as she explored his face.

“Mm.”

“Have you had a girlfriend before?”

Richelle didn’t know why she would ask this question, but in fact, she had never thought about it when sober.

Now that she asked, perhaps in her heart, she actually cared about it.

Roy Lewis answered without hesitation, “No, I wasn’t interested in women before.”

Richelle’s eyes widened in surprise, “Did you like men before?”

Roy Lewis smiled helplessly, clearly, his concise answer wasn’t enough for someone drunk.

“Of course not, I used to think that I didn’t like men or women.”

Richelle nodded satisfactorily, “Oh…”

Roy Lewis had quickly put together a bunch of answers, waiting for her to dig deeper and continue asking.

However, after Richelle uttered “Oh,” it seemed that she was no longer interested in this question.

“Do you really think that Timmy and Timothy are the same?”

Roy Lewis rarely talked to her about emotions and didn’t want the children to distract her attention.

“Don’t you want to know how I discovered that I actually like women?”

Roy Lewis thought to himself, perhaps he had also had a drink.

Otherwise, he would never ask such a shameless question in his right mind.

Yet, without thinking, Richelle sneered and replied.

“Of course, it’s because of my irresistible charm!”

At this moment, Richelle returned to the bold, arrogant, and flamboyant

Richelle he first met.

Roy Lewis eyes were full of amusement, “Yes, Dr. Dunn, you are irresistible. I

was smitten the first time I saw you!”

Richelle frowned and fiercely refuted his words.

“That’s not right, you were so fierce when we first met, and you almost kicked me out with a broom!”

Recalling that situation, Roy Lewis indeed wanted to sweep her out.

But now that he thought about it.

He could probably understand his feelings back then.

He wanted to drive her away because on the surface, her appearance didn’t match his image of a doctor.

But if one were to dig deeper, in truth, he had already realized it.

Richelle, to him, was an uncontrollable surprise!