Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelle couldn’t hold back her tears anymore, and they rolled down her cheeks.

Roy Lewis, who was watching from the side, felt heartbroken. He pulled Richelle’s head into his chest with one hand and gently touched Timmy’s head with the other.

“Your brother and sister are worried, but they are strong because they know that their big brother will be alright. After all, their big brother promised to take care of them for life, right?”

Timmy choked back a sob and nodded. Richelle wriggled out of Roy’s embrace and bent over to hug Timmy into her arms.

It wasn’t clear if the noise from their side had been too loud, or if Timothy and Tifanny hadn’t been sound asleep, but the two little ones in the neighboring bed stirred and then sat up.

They rubbed their eyes and saw their mom gently patting Timmy’s back as he opened his eyes.

Their red, swollen eyes lit up with delight, “Big brother, you’re okay!”

After their exclamation, the two children threw off their blankets, jumped down from the bed, and ran over to Timmy’s bedside, surrounding him.

Timothy and Tifanny extended their little hands and carefully touched Timmy’s slightly red face.

“Big brother…”

As one of Timmy’s hands was receiving an IV drip, he could only use his other hand to touch Tifanny and then Timothy.

Tears the size of beans rolled down his cheeks, “Brother and sister… I’m sorry…”

Timothy and Tifanny hurriedly wiped his tears away, and they couldn’t help but cry themselves.

Seeing all three children with tear-streaked faces, Richelle’s tear ducts, which she had just managed to control, now started to overflow again.

She walked behind Tifanny and Timothy, opened her arms, and pulled the three of them together in an embrace.

Roy, a man who hardly ever cried, found his eyes turning red as well. He spread his arms and enveloped all four of them in a hug.

The family of five cried tears of joy. After a few minutes, their emotions spent, they let go of each other. Seeing that everyone’s eyes were red and swollen like bread, they couldn’t help but laugh.

After a while of crying and laughing, Timmy got tired, and Timothy and Tifanny brought a chair over. The siblings sat on one chair, hand in hand with Timmy.

“Big brother, rest well. We’ll be with you!”

Timothy nodded, “Yes, mom always says that if we three siblings stick together, nothing can beat us!”

Tifanny also nodded emphatically, “That’s right, big brother, don’t be afraid; we’re with you!”

After a few dozen seconds, Roy Lewis, who had never updated his WhatsApp Status for years, posted a picture.

It was a photo of three chubby little hands tightly clasped together, with an attached caption.

“Safe!”

However, behind those words lay a heart-stopping experience and heart-wrenching pain that only the five members of the family could truly understand.

Timmy slept soundly through it all. In the meantime, Richelle and Roy tried to persuade Timothy and Tifanny to go back to bed for a while.

But the two little ones were stubborn, “No, we promised big brother we’d stay with him the whole time…”

The couple couldn’t win against their persistence, so they brought another chair over. Each parent held one child so that they could grasp Timmy’s hand and sleep in their arms at the same time.

Timmy slept until dusk without waking up. As soon as he woke up, he called out for his brother and sister…

“Big brother, we’re here…”

The three siblings seemed to have created a world of their own.

Even Richelle felt that she, as their mother, had been excluded from it.

Richelle and Roy exchanged glances.

Both of them felt a twinge of bitterness in their hearts.

But soon, they both let it go.

Compared to their parents, the three siblings were the ones who could truly rely on each other for a lifetime.

After sleeping for a long time, Timmy felt much better. The hospital’s dean personally brought an authoritative director over to conduct a simple check-up and confirmed that he was recovering nicely.

“You can stop the IV drip now. Later, if you have an appetite, you can have some liquid foods.”

Timmy’s IV needle was removed, and he was now free to move around.

He wanted to sit up and play with his brother and sister, so Richelle brought over a wheelchair. She pushed him out with Timothy and Tifanny for a walk.

As the family strolled in the grass, Timmy suddenly looked up at Richelle.

“Dad and Mom, will we not be returning to Summer Camp?”

Roy and Richelle exchanged glances, and then Richelle answered him.

“Well, we won’t go back. After you recover, we’ll go straight home.”

Timmy let out a disappointed “ah” and said,

“What about the mascot I won for brother and the fried chicken feast I won for my brother and sister?”

Roy and Richelle hadn’t expected Timmy’s concern about going back to Summer Camp to stem from this reason.

“Don’t worry, your dad has already asked the teacher to keep the mascot you won for your brother safe. When you return to school, they’ll give it back to you. The same goes for your brother and sister’s fried chicken meal vouchers.” Timmy let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he turned to Timothy and Tifanny.

“Brother and sister, I’m sorry. Next time, I’ll win even better and more prizes for you guys.”

Timothy and Tifanny didn’t hesitate to accept the gesture. They both grinned, nodded, and chorused.

“Ok, thank you big brother! We’re looking forward to it!”