Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

After hanging up on Nathan Caroule’s call, Richelle Dunn dialed Timmy’s video call.

Soon, the faces of several children appeared on the screen.

“Mommy, are you okay?”

Several children asked her in unison, their little faces full of concern.

Richelle Dunn nodded to them with a smile, “Mommy is doing great!”

In her heart, she weighed how to tell the three children about Roy Lewis’s situation.

“Mommy, didn’t Daddy come back? Why is he working overtime again?” Timmy asked this, obviously not believing the excuses Nathan Caroule had made up.

Before Richelle Dunn could reply, Timothy also asked.

“Why didn’t Uncle Caroule go back to help Daddy? He’s been with us at home for half a day already.”

Richelle Dunn knew it wouldn’t be a secret much longer, so she tried to keep her tone slow and steady as she spoke to her children.

“Babies, listen, Daddy had a car accident last night, had surgery, and he’s now out of danger.”

The children’s faces were full of concern, and Tifanny’s eyes were instantly filled with tears.

“Mommy, can we go see Daddy?”

Richelle Dunn didn’t want her children to see Roy Lewis in his current state.

At least, not until the swelling on his face subsided.

“Daddy just woke up, but it’s not recommended for him to have visitors yet.” Upon hearing her words, Timmy’s little eyebrows furrowed even more. Apparently, with his relevant knowledge, he may have already guessed something.

“In the afternoon, I’ll have Daddy call you guys, okay?”

Knowing that they could call Daddy, the children finally looked a bit more relaxed.

Richelle Dunn comforted them a few more times before returning to the resting room, opening her computer, logging onto various websites, and checking the related news.

By all accounts, yesterday’s car accident was a tragic one, and it was customary for the media to treat this as a headline.

But she carefully checked several websites and found no related news. Obviously, Kennedy Green had taken care of it.

When they were together in the corridor last night, Kennedy Green had told her about it.

The person who drove the car and caused the accident was from the Thompsons’ family.

It was clear that due to the Federation government’s joint operation with neighboring countries to thoroughly crack down on the Thompsons’ overseas forces, the Thompsons had been driven to a dead-end and had chosen a mutual destruction approach with Roy Lewis, the overall commander of the operation.

Richelle Dunn typed the name of the Thompson family member, given to her by Kennedy Green, into her computer, and what popped up was a rather handsome man about thirty years old.

The introduction to the man named Thompson on the internet was that of a successful entrepreneur.

Richelle Dunn searched the companies related to him, and as she looked at their information, she felt that something was off.

She took screenshots of the names of the companies and prepared to go back home and collect more information about these companies on another computer.

After doing this, Richelle Dunn grabbed a bite to eat, took a brief rest.

As she got up, she ran into the doctor who had come to look for her.

“Dr. Dunn, Mr. Lewis is awake.”

Richelle Dunn quickly walked into the ICU.

“Richelle?”

It was still an uncertain tone, which indicated that he still couldn’t see anything.

Richelle Dunn replied, “It’s me!”

Roy Lewis reached out his hand, and Richelle Dunn quickly held it. Without her asking, Roy Lewis voluntarily said,

“I feel a bit better now, and I’ve regained some strength.”

Richelle Dunn nodded, then remembered he couldn’t see her.

She reassured him, “You have a strong body, so you’ll recover quickly.”

Roy Lewis responded with a grunt, handed her his hand.

Richelle Dunn understood his intention; she leaned down and pressed his hand against her face.

The rough fingertips gently stroked her face and the corners of her eyes.

“Did you cry when you performed surgery on me?”

Richelle Dunn shook her head, “No…”

Roy Lewis smiled contentedly, “That’s good…”

Richelle Dunn held his hand to her mouth and gently kissed it.

“At that time, I was Dr. Dunn, and if I cried, it would’ve hurt you.”

Roy Lewis nodded in agreement, “That’s why our Dr. Dunn is the best Dr.

Dunn.”

He paused then asked,

“What about after that?”

Richelle Dunn shook her head again,

“No…”

After leaving the operating room, she became Roy Lewis’s lover and a mother of three children.

Until Roy Lewis recovered, she was the only pillar of their family.

So she couldn’t cry either.

As though sensing the thoughts behind her words, Roy Lewis gently sighed, tapped her back of the head, and pulled her down, estimating the position, and lovingly kissed her face.

“You’ve worked hard, my baby!”

Richelle Dunn rubbed her face against his, lightly pressing it.

“As long as you’re okay, I don’t mind how hard I work, so you have to get better quickly.”

“I will!”

In that moment, tears choked in Roy Lewis’s voice, which came from the mouth of a grown man.

The couple spent that time with their faces close together, their intimate embrace in the ICU.

Richelle Dunn checked him over and confirmed that he could be transferred out of the ICU and into a private room.

With the help of several medical staff, Roy Lewis quickly lay down on the bed in the private room.

Aside from his head injury, Roy Lewis also suffered a broken leg and two fractured ribs.