Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Roy Lewis and the kids talked on the phone for half an hour.

However, for most of the time, it was actually the three kids chattering away, while Roy listened with a smile on his face.

It was Richelle Dunn who reminded Roy that it was about time to wrap up the conversation, so the adults and children said their reluctant goodbyes.

Richelle set the phone aside and gave Roy a cup to sip some water from.

Seeing that he was still smiling, she teased him.

“Happy? Satisfied?”

Roy grabbed her hand. Because he couldn’t see, and his gaze couldn’t focus, he could only convey his emotions by touching her.

“Are you jealous?”

Richelle snorted, “Why would I be jealous of those three little monkeys? It’s you who were worried that the kids would be scared and anxious, full of worries.”

Roy let out a long sigh, “You knew all along?”

Richelle took the cup away and gently wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

“Isn’t it simple? All I had to do was put myself in your shoes, and I could figure out what you were thinking.”

Roy pressed her hand to his face, “You, it’s like you can read minds.”

Richelle scoffed, “No, thanks! I don’t want other people’s voices in my head all the time.”

Roy chuckled, “That definitely wouldn’t work, I’dbe jealous!”

Richelle had no choice but to give in, so she dragged a chair over to sit by the bed and chat with him leisurely.

“Come to think of it, we rarely have so much free time to chat like this.”

Roy always felt this was a shame.

He really wanted to learn more about her past, as well as some of Timothy and Tifanny’s experiences.

However, he mostly heard these things from Denise Munni, her mentor, and her master. Richelle herself rarely brought them up.

Usually, they were all busy.

On the rare occasions they were together, aside from talking about and doing things only they could do, their conversations would be filled with daily parenting and trivial matters.

“Yes, but it’s okay. When we’re old, we’ll have plenty of time to reminisce about the past.”

Richelle didn’t share as many sentiments as Roy did.

Roy smiled and sighed, “That’s the difference between a 26-year-old youthful beauty and a 31-year-old old uncle.”

Richelle suddenly burst into laughter, amused by his words.

“Master Lewis, is this how you see yourself?”

Roy nodded with a smile, “Isn’t it? The first time you met me, didn’t you think I was rigid and inflexible?”

“Humph!” Richelle exclaimed, “I must have misjudged you!”

But Roy was serious, “No, back then, I was indeed a rigid and inflexible person. Even my approach to Timmy was strictly by the book, following the Lewis family’s way of cultivating heirs.”

“At that time, I thought I was a good father, but it wasn’t until I saw how you interacted with the children that I realized being the best parent isn’t just about being a parent.”

“We should become confidants who can understand, respect, and accompany them as they grow. It’s only when they need guidance and protection that we become parents.”

Richelle also looked at him seriously, “In fact, we’re both first-time parents, so as they grow, we’re growing too.”

“So, how did you get through your childhood?”

This was a question that Roy had always wanted to ask but didn’t dare to.

It was because Jayden Dunn’s family, full of scumbags, probably didn’t treat her well.

Richelle, however, was casual about it, “When my grandparents were alive, I had a pretty good life. After they passed away, I just had to pretend to be a good granddaughter.”

“Jayden Dunn still cared about his reputation. In the eyes of outsiders, they were the perfect family.”

“Besides, they hadn’t completely taken all of my parents’ possessions at the time, so they had to treat me well to get custody and slowly swallow up my parents’ assets.”

“I figured it all out pretty early on. In front of them, I had to play dumb, pretend to be a bookish nerd who didn’t know about their malicious schemes. That way, I managed to survive rather smoothly until I turned twenty, and then, well… that was that…”

Richelle spoke lightly, but Roy could imagine that for a proud person like her to live as a loser for over ten years, she must have suffered countless humiliations. “What about school? The teachers must have treated you well, right?”

Roy felt that his question was a bit redundant.

It’s obvious that a student as talented as her would be well-liked by the teachers, right?

Moreover, she had a sunny disposition that naturally attracted people to her. “They were very good to me. Probably because the teachers at school were so kind to me, Kiara developed so much jealousy and resentment towards me.” But Roy didn’t agree with her, “It’s not because you’re outstanding, but because she’s a narrow-minded person.”

“Think about it, Timmy was so young and posed no threat to her, yet she probably never treated him kindly!”