Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 251 - 251: 247:1 am the spare womb that The Dunns raised for Kiara Dunn

He reached out to take the old notebook, but his gaze remained guiltily focused on Richelle Dunn.

“Richelle, I’m sorry!”

Only now did he finally realize what kind of terrible things he had done to Richelle these past two days!

Richelle managed a smile, but her beautiful eyes were devoid of warmth.

“Mr. Lewis, please take a look at this first. Afterward, I will tell you what I know about the children. Whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you.”

Clearly, Richelle didn’t accept his apology.

Roy exhaled quietly, reluctantly shifting his gaze from Richelle to the old notebook in his hand.

It was an old medical record, and the patient’s name was Kiara Dunn.

He opened the record, carefully deciphering the doctor’s sloppy handwriting. The records started when Kiara was about ten years old. At first, they were just minor ailments like colds and fevers. When she turned fifteen, there were records of gynecological problems.

Then, after seeing a B-ultrasound diagnosis attached to the file, Roy incredulously looked up at Richelle.

“Kiara is infertile?”

If he remembered correctly, after the Dunns sent Timmy back, Kiara had hinted several times that she wanted to have more children with him, including that time she went crazy and mentioned something similar.

Richelle spread her hands, expressionless.

“That’s what the medical record and doctor’s diagnosis say. It’s not something I can change.”

Roy choked on her words and didn’t dare to ask any further. He just flipped through it again and found that the following pages were all about common symptoms.

Apparently, the evidence Richelle was referring to was the fact that Kiara was infertile.

But in fact, just moments ago, even without seeing these records, Roy had completely believed Richelie’s words about the children and that night.

That was because ever since Kiara brought Timmy back, he had struggled to reconcile Kiara with the woman from that night.

The more he became familiar with Kiara, the stronger that sense of mismatch grew.

On the contrary, Richelle, even when he didn’t know the truth, always evoked a sense of familiarity and affection in him, from their first meeting to their later encounters.

And Richelle appearing in his dreams, that was because his subconscious had already recognized her.

But he, foolishly, took it as just a dream!

Roy took his eyes off the medical records and turned them back to Richelle.

The truth he had always wanted to know, suddenly, he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

Because if this piece of evidence were connected to the tragedy that befell Richelle before, what happened to her might be a vicious and ruthless conspiracy.

“Richelle…”

Roy had never experienced such difficulty saying someone’s name before.

And Richelle, in his deep eyes, saw his regret, anguish, and heartache.

“Mr. Lewis, although you should have guessed most of it by now, as the victim and the wronged party, I need to defend myself briefly!”

Roy watched as she straightened her back, her whole demeanor exuding a sense of defensiveness and distance.

His heart tightened into a knot.

Self-blame and regret surged toward him in an instant, making it hard for him to breathe.

However, at this point, he couldn’t turn back time to change reality. He could only chastise himself and feel deeply sorry for her.

Roy shifted slightly, and Richelle, who was sitting on the single sofa opposite him, immediately startled and moved back.

His eyes were filled with pity and compassion. All those truths he had been seeking suddenly became unimportant.

“Richelle, if you don’t want to talk about it, that’s fine. I believe you!”

He could foresee the pain that recounting her experience would bring to Richelle, like opening her scars and rubbing salt into them.

Richelle didn’t appreciate his kindness, her face filled with mockery as she looked at him.

If he had said that yesterday, today they would have been a happy reunited family.

“It doesn’t matter. These are all old stories. Telling them will at least allow

Timothy and Tifanny to live openly and justly.”

For her, exposing those scars to others was indeed painful.

But compared to her children’s future happiness, her pain was insignificant.

Roy had experienced her stubbornness, and even though he was worried, he didn’t try to dissuade her.

Richelle leaned over and picked up a glass of water, took a couple of sips to moisten her throat, then cradled the glass in her hands, her usually beautiful eyes looking dull and gray as they stared into the void in front of her.

“Five years ago, I was having dinner with the Dunns, thinking it was just an ordinary night. When I woke up, I was in a dark room, and the pain and the man’s scent made me realize that I had been set up by Megan Linwood and her daughter!”

“I thought about getting some information from the man, but he was not only disoriented in his breath, but his mind was also very confused. In the end, he knocked me unconscious.”

“When I woke up, I was imprisoned in an abandoned tile house. I gave birth to my first child, Timmy, in that broken house. Timothy and Tifanny were still in my womb, but the doctor said I had amniotic fluid embolism and was in critical condition. If I didn’t get to a major hospital immediately, it would be three lives lost. Megan Linwood and her daughter, however, took Timmy and cruelly left with the doctor. If it weren’t for my master who saved me and the children from death, you and Timmy would never have known the truth!”

And me, just a few days ago, I learned from Hugo Camrey’s investigation that

all along, I was just a backup womb for the Dunns.”

Richelle tried to tell her tragic past in a lighthearted manner, in just a few hundred words.

Roy had imagined this might be a huge conspiracy, but he never thought that the role played by the Dunns in this whole event was even more evil and inhumane than he had initially suspected.

“Richelle…”

At this moment, Roy wanted nothing more than to hold her tight.

Even though her tone was as calm as if she were talking about someone else’s story, her hands tightly gripped the glass, and the veins on the back of her hands betrayed her true emotions.

But he knew in his heart, before he gained her forgiveness, he had no right to touch her!

Richelle turned her gaze away from the void and looked at him, giving him a faint smile.

“This is what happened. If you still don’t believe it, Mr.. Lewis, I can do a paternity test with the children!”