Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

It seemed that Mason Lilliput had collected a considerable amount of information about Roy Lewis. “He was sick before, but his condition has reportedly improved a lot. Apart from holidays, he goes to work every day at noon. But lately, he has been absent from all sorts of gatherings for almost half a month.”

After hearing a lot from Mason Lilliput, Jayden Dunn and his son are inclined to believe, to a large extent, that Roy Lewis is dead.

And they firmly believe that the death of Roy Lewis is related to Mason Lilliput and the Thompsons.

Of course, Mason Lilliput and the Thompsons didn’t orchestrate Roy Lewis’s death for the Dunns.

But they also benefitted from it, which was a fact.

“Mr. Lilliput, we’ll consider everything you’ve said when we get back home,” said Harris Dunn.

Frankly, Harris was still somewhat frightened of Mason Lilliput.

If Mason Lilliput felt confident enough to target someone as influential as Roy Lewis, then dealing with the Dunns would be quite easily achievable.

So, Harris didn’t want to linger on.

Mason didn’t do anything to them, though he was clearly not satisfied with their response. Ultimately, he made arrangements to escort them out.

When father and son returned to the car, Jayden finally voiced the question that had been gnawing at him.

“Could they really do something like this to someone like Roy Lewis?”

Harris was actually more inclined to believe this, “Roy Lewis is human after all, and his movements were hardly a secret, so it wouldn’t have been hard to target him. Besides, ordinary people wouldn’t dare to touch him, but Mason Lilliput and the Thompsons have been at odds with the Lewis and the Greens. So, attacking the Lewis and the Greens was bound to happen. And when attacking, the most effective strategy is to directly shoot down the strongest – even if the aim is to annihilate them.”

After giving it some thought, Jayden also agreed that this made sense.

“Speaking of which, Richelle hasn’t shown up for a while either.”

With the small number of shares in Richelle’s hands, she posed no threat to the Dunns whatsoever.

But since United Ventures always sided with her and some directors started to gradually lean towards her, every time Richelle appeared, both father and son wished they could kill her with a tweak of their gazes.

After sharing a few more words, their trust in Mason Lilliput’s words increased a fraction more.

“Even if Roy Lewis is really dead, we definitely can’t entertain the conditions they proposed.”

Jayden, whose whole mind was filled with the misfortunes of Roy Lewis and Richelle, didn’t seem particularly interested in future collaborations with Mason Lilliput.

“You decide what to do with this. In the end, you’ll be the one negotiating with Mason Lilliput’s nephew.”

Meanwhile, Richelle and Roy Lewis were completely unaware that in many people’s minds, Roy Lewis was already dead.

After accepting the reality of their severe injuries and hospitalization, time in the hospital felt like a permanent stay for Richelle and Roy Lewis.

Richelle spent half a day with the kids every couple of days and had left Kenneth Bailes, her senior from design school, in charge of the daily progress in the Lewis’ Village. Any problems could be reported to her immediately.

Aside from acting as Roy Lewis’s doctor while in the hospital, she also filled the roles of nurse and family member.

Beyond attending to his daily needs, she also massaged and administered acupuncture to him daily to prevent muscle atrophy from prolonged bed rest.

Roy Lewis, who couldn’t see, tried to persuade Richelle in a voice filled with sorrow while she was giving him a body massage.

“Darling, why don’t you let the nurse do the massage?”

Richelle clicked her tongue, “Why would I let someone else touch my man’s wonderful body?”

Roy Lewis laughed, prompting a sour response from Richelle.

“Or are you suggesting that I’m not good at massaging and you want a professional to do it?”

After saying this, Richelle pinched Roy Lewis’s waist hard.

Roy Lewis could only lie flat strictly because of his broken leg and ribs.

He was not numb and could feel the pinch. The pain caused him to hiss.

“Dr. Dunn, are you trying to kill your husband?”

Richelle snorted, “That’s what you get for thinking about getting someone else to massage you. Consider this a small punishment.”

Although Roy Lewis couldn’t see, he could picture Richelle puffing her cheeks in pretended annoyance.

Ah!

How he wished he could see her again!

To see her eyes shining like stars, to see her smile as refreshing as the spring; and even to see her act as adorably angry as their daughter Tifanny!

“You are too hardworking. Let the nurse massage me, and you can save an hour every day.”

Richelle saw he hadn’t given up, shifted her hands a little, and pinched him again.

Roy Lewis hissed again, “What’s your employee number, doctor? I want to report you.”

Richelle laughed, “Sorry, I am a family member of the patient.”

“Well, what’s the number for the Women’s Federation? I want to report domestic violence!”

Richelle rattled off her number, “Go on, call anytime. I’ll be ready to handle it.”

The two of them kept on joking and laughing.

This basically represented their daily life in the hospital.

Several times, when Nathan Caroule dropped by and heard their childish banter, he felt an overdose of sweetness.

Accidentally getting a ton of displays of sugar-sweet affection made him feel like he should file for work-related injury!