Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

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Roy Lewis had been suppressing his anger all day, and when he finally saw what was written on the note, it instantly erupted.

He lifted his foot and kicked the small chair at the foot of the bed with a fury.

The chair crashed against the wall with a loud bang.

“Richelle Dunn, I’m going to skin you alive!”

He growled, anger uncontrollable.

Hearing the noise, Uncle Axel hurried upstairs from the ground floor and encountered Roy Lewis, his face covered in rage.

“Master Lewis…”

“Call the airport and track down Richelle Dunn’s whereabouts!”

Uncle Axel, who had no idea what had happened, stared at him in confusion.

“Has Dr. Dunn returned to South Asia?”

Roy Lewis glared at him, his eyes filled with red and violence.

“Yes! Richelle Dunn not only took the money but also kidnapped my son!

Uncle Axel was so startled that he almost fell down the staircase, luckily catching the railing in time to prevent a fall.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, still shaken. “Master, are you saying Mr.

Timmy ran away with Dr. Dunn? Could there be some misunderstanding?” Uncle Axel had long regarded Richelle Dunn as the mistress of the house, assuming Roy Lewis had done something to anger her.

However, he dared not say this outright and could only subtly hint at it.

Roy Lewis was not a fool and naturally understood that Uncle Axel was trying to defend Richelle. He ignored Uncle Axel, hurried downstairs, and grabbed his phone to connect to the surveillance system.

But as soon as he opened it, he seemed to think of something and called the security guard at the front gate.

“Master Lewis, what’s the matter?”

“What time did Dr. Dunn pick up Timmy last night?”

Although he hadn’t checked the surveillance footage yet, Roy Lewis was sure that the brat had acted so boldly only because of Richelle Dunn’s encouragement and support.

As expected, the security guard quickly replied.

“Around eleven o’clock last night, Master Lewis. You sent me a WhatsApp message saying that Dr. Dunn would be picking up Mr. Timmy at eleven o’clock!”

Roy Lewis could easily deduce without further checking or recording that the message had been sent from the brat using his phone.

And he had been completely oblivious!

Richelle Dunn, you’re impressive!

Not only did you steal my heart, but also my son’s and the housekeeper’s!

At 8 am in South Asia, Richelle Dunn and the three sleepy children got off the taxi.

Mother and children stood in front of a two-story beige villa.

Timmy rubbed his eyes, looking at the villa in amazement.

“Mommy, is this our new home?”

Timmy’s voice was exceedingly soft and sweet when he called her “Mommy.”

Richelie’s eyes teared up. She bent down, hugged him, and kissed his soft cheek.

“Baby, this is our home!”

Timothy and Tifanny slowly woke up, and Timothy quickly ran over to unlock the fingerprint lock.

He pushed open the front door of the courtyard and smiled at Timmy.

“Brother, welcome home!”

Tifanny, with two small braids, ran over and held Timmy’s hand.

“Big brother, let’s go, we’re going home!”

The three children bounced and ran into the garden, with Richelle dragging the luggage behind.

The villa was cleaned regularly, and a gardening company took care of the garden. As the mother and her children entered the courtyard, they were greeted by lush plants and a fragrance of flowers.

“Babies, Mommy’s going to make breakfast. Do you want to wash up first or play in the backyard for a while?”

All three children chorused, “We want to play in the backyard!

Last night, Richelle had asked her friend to buy groceries and supplies. She entered the house, left the luggage and went straight to the kitchen.

Timothy and Tifanny took Timmy up into the treehouse built on the large tree.

The three siblings dangled their legs, swinging them back and forth. Richelle picked up Timmy at eleven o’clock last night and went straight to the airport. Because it was too late, the children had been sleepy during boarding and on the plane.

Only now did the three of them begin to excitedly chat with each other. Tifanny had only been away from Kindur for half a day, but she already missed her dad.

“Big brother, do you think daddy will come to pick us up? I miss him so much!” Richelle Dunn only briefly mentioned the conflict with Roy Lewis to Timmy. Timothy, being perceptive, sensed his mom’s mood and called Timmy to find out the situation.

The two brothers knew in their hearts that their mom had secretly “escaped” back to South Asia with them.

Meanwhile, Tifanny thought that their mom had brought them back to South

Asia to visit grandma, and stay for a while before returning to Kindur.

Although Timmy didn’t fully understand adult matters, he believed that whenever his parents argued or faced a conflict, it must be his dad’s fault.

“Hmph, who knows! He’s just a big dummy!”

His mom was so nice, gentle, and easy-going, yet his dad could upset her. If that’s not being a dummy, then what is?

Tifanny blinked her big eyes and looked at Timothy, “Brother, did daddy do something again that made mom angry?

Timothy didn’t hide the truth from her, “Yes, daddy and mommy had a fight! He knew that his sister blindly adored their dad, so if he didn’t clarify things, he was afraid she might say something wrong in front of their mom. Tifanny exclaimed with an “Ah?”, “They had a fight? What should we do? Should we help daddy coax mommy?”

She scratched her head worriedly, “But, mom rarely gets angry. How should we coax her, brother?”

She blinked her eyes, seeking help from her two brothers.

The moment daddy was mentioned, Timmy showed his usual disgusted expression.

“There’S no need to help, a real man shouldn’t need his children to pacify his wife when she’s angry! How shameless is that!

Timothy agreed as well, “Exactly, if we help daddy, then we’re betraying mommy.”

Tifanny frowned, “Ah? Then I won’t help daddy, but… isn’t daddy very pitiful like this?”

Timmy didn’t think his dad was pitiful at all, “He’s not pitiful, he deserves it!” Tifanny frowned, wanting to say something else, but Timmy touched her head, “Sister, just yesterday, Grandpa Clarkson introduced a beautiful auntie to daddy!”

Timmy had witnessed Roy Lewis rejecting Calista Gregory. But the moment he learned about his parents’ argument, he naturally put all the blame on his dad. Naturally, Calista Gregory also got some of the blame from him.

Upon hearing this, Tifanny’s face immediately filled with indignation.

“Oh, daddy is so fickle and bad! Then I’ll ignore him too!”

So, Timmy successfully pulled his sister to their side, effectively making it a mother-and-four-against-the-world alliance.

In the kitchen, Richelle Dunn prepared some ham and egg sandwiches, mixed a big bowl of fruit salad, and heated milk, ready to serve. Opening the door to the yard, she looked up at the treehouse and called out to her children.

“Babies, it’s time for breakfast!”

Timmy looked at his siblings, puzzled, “How does mommy know we’re in the treehouse?”

Timothy grinned, “Because it’s our favorite place to play!”

The siblings climbed down the treehouse ladder one by one, went inside to wash their hands and faces, and headed to the dining room.

Timothy pointed at one of the brand-new chairs, “Brother, this chair is yours!” There were three children’s chairs, all the same style, but one was brand new, while the other two were clearly older.

Timmy, puzzled, asked Richelle Dunn, who was bringing a salad over. “Mommy, this chair is new, right? How come it’s the same as my brother and sister’s?”

Richelle Dunn touched his head, “Because, mommy bought three chairs from the start!”

Timothy also pointed at the children’s tableware on the table, “Brother, not only the chairs, but the tableware is also in three sets.”

Timmy looked at the tableware on the table and then at his feet, where he and Timothy were wearing matching but different colored shoes. He raised his head, his eyes reddening and his nose sour, and asked.

“What about the bed?”

Timothy nodded, “The bed too, I sleep on the top bunk, and you sleep below. Sister has her own princess bed!”

Although Timmy was a very strong child, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He threw himself into Richelle Dunn’s arms, tightly gripping her shirt, and burst into tears.

“Mommy… Mommy…”

Richelle Dunn’s tears also streamed down.

She had always believed that one day, she would find her eldest son and bring him back.

So, she had to be ready for him at all times.

That way, whenever he returned, he could always feel the warmth of home!

[Tears….]