Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelie Dunn had thought it was a serious matter, but she hadn’t expected it to be a matter of life and death.

She knew better than anyone that in the face of life and death, all consolation seemed pale.

So, she didn’t say anything, just placed her other hand on the back of his hand and gently stroked it with her fingertips to convey her reassurance.

“Back then, I had been in charge of Lewis Group and the Lewis family for over a year. There were countless people waiting to see me fail. My assistant was an old subordinate who had worked with my father. I called him Uncle Kingston…”

Roy Lewis stopped there, staring at the quilt with downcast eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Richelle’s heart clenched, and she grasped his hand and patted it gently.

“Roy, this is not your fault.”

During the medical dispute incident, Richelle had heard from Roy that his father had died saving him when he was a child. As for Uncle Kingston, it seemed to be for a similar reason.

Yet this rational and calm man was suddenly controlled by his emotions due to past events. Obviously, something must have happened tonight to remind him of the past.

Roy Lewis looked up, his deep eyes filled with pain and struggle.

“It’s my fault. If I were strong enough, Uncle Kingston wouldn’t have died.”

Richelle sighed silently.

No one in this world was born strong.

Only through countless hardships and trials, stumbling and persevering, could one forge an armor to withstand the storms.

It was so for her, and it was so for Roy Lewis!

Richelle half-knelt on the bed with one leg, leaned over, and softly hugged Roy with her arms open.

“Roy, you’re not in the wrong. It’s the greedy, vicious people who stop at nothing that are at fault. You shouldn’t bear any responsibility for others’ sins.”p>

Roy wasn’t one to dwell on the past, and he understood that no matter how much he remembered or regretted, those regrets wouldn’t change.’

So, he always looked forward, charging ahead.

He only wanted to keep getting stronger, to be able to control everything and prevent any further regrets.

“I know…”p>

Roy buried his head in her shoulder and breathed deeply.

The fragrance of her scent filled his nostrils.

He didn’t know if it was the effect of the medicine or her comfort, but the drilling pain in his head seemed to have eased a lot.’

“Roy, you’re a very powerful person now. You have the ability to protect those you care about.”p>

Richelle gently patted his back, as if comforting a grieving child.

Thinking about that classmate Margareth whom he had never met before, Roy unconsciously exhaled.’

#”I hope so…”p>

They were partners on a project, but he couldn’t say that he truly cared about Margareth, but maybe it was because they had a little something in common with Uncle Kingston that their partnership aroused so many old feelings within him.’

Richelle felt his body relax a lot in her arms, and his tone gradually became more drowsy.’

Apparently, his emotions had been vented somewhat.’

“You must be tired. Have a good night’s sleep tonight, and when you wake up tomorrow, everything will be a new beginning.”p>

Despite being much taller than her, his arms couldn’t fully wrap around his body, but this comparatively smaller body gave Roy a great sense of security and comfort.’

“Richelle, thank you!”p>

Roy looked up from her shoulder and gazed at her deeply and tenderly.’

Richelle looked straight into his eyes, confirming that the Roy now was the usual calm and resourceful man.’

“Why are you being polite with me? It’s late, go to sleep…”p>

Roy glanced at the bed under him uncertainly and asked her.’

“I sleep here? And you…”p>

Richelle’s face turned slightly red as she glared at him.’

“Of course, I’ll sleep with Tifanny. What are you thinking?!”p>

With a smile on the corner of his lips, Roy said, “I was just wondering if you would sleep on the couch. “p>

Richelle certainly didn’t believe him. She let him go and stood up while supported her body.’

“You go ahead and sleep. I’ll keep my phone on, and you can call me if you need anything.”p>

Roy held her hand tightly without letting go, his eyes fixed on her.’/p>

Richelle tugged on her hand, signaling him to let go.’/p>

Roy blinked, “Timmy said that when you put him to bed, there are goodnight kisses!”/p>

Richelle giggled, “Roy, are you Timmy?”/p>

Roy was silent, his hand still not letting go, and his eyes still staring straight at her.’/p>

Richelle was out of options, people say that when men are acting childish, they are like three-year-olds.’/p>

And when a man is sick, his childishness is like a toddler of one and a half years old!’/p>

Resignedly, Richelle bent over and gave him a light peck on the forehead. Then she quickly stood up.’/p>

With a look of disbelief on his face, Roy asked, “That’s it?”/p>

He couldn’t believe she treated him like a kid and really thought it was good enough.’/p>

A>Richelle smiled and nodded, “Yes, that’s how I give Timmy a goodnight kiss!”/p>

A look of regret and annoyance flashed across Roy’s face. If he had known, he would have asked for an adult goodnight kiss instead of bringing up his son.’/p>

Richelle tugged on her hand again, and Roy reluctantly let go.’/p>

“Goodnight! Mr. Lewis…”p>

Richelle smiled at him, waved, and walked out.’/p>

Lying in a stranger’s bed, Roy found himself sinking into a deep sleep in the familiar, comforting scent.’/p>

In his dream, he was back on that night, lying in bed in agony as if burned by flames.’/p>

The door opened, and a cool breeze blew in, bringing with it Richelle.’/p>

“Richelle…”p>

He called her with a hoarse voice.’/p>

Richelle approached, wearing a light dress, looking as if she had descended from the heavens.’/p>

She leaned down tenderly, kissed him on the lips.’/p>

“Roy, I’m sorry for keeping you waiting…”

He raised his arm, wrapped her in his embrace, and their tender kisses landed on her face and body…’

The next morning, Roy woke up to the children’s chirping and laughing.’/p>

Opening his eyes, he saw the shabby white walls and the unfamiliar bedroom.’/p>

He was momentarily startled but soon remembered that this was Richelle’s bedroom.’/p>

Roy did not have the habit of staying in bed, but this time, he lay in the bedding full of Richelle’s scent, listening to the children’s laughter.’ He could even faintly smell the aroma wafting in through the door.’/p>

A>This kind of bustling and mundane morning was a completely new experience for him.’/p>

And surprisingly, he felt it was very blissful.’/p>

“Tap, tap!”

The knock on the door came, followed by Richelle’s gentle voice.’/p>

“Roy, it’s time to get up.”

Roy didn’t answer her, pulled the covers back over himself, closed his eyes, and decided to sleep a little longer!