Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

After reading a bunch of drawing requests and comments, she became somewhat restless.

But she was in no position to accept drawing tasks now.

So, she could only click on a fashion show by a certain fashion brand, looking at handsome men and beautiful women to satisfy her craving.

She didn’t hide it from Roy Lewis when he asked.

Roy’s pupils were dark and shining as he thoughtfully looked at her for a while.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand, with his slender fingers pinching his pajama buttons, one by one, unbuttoning them.

When he finally unbuttoned all of them, he smoothly took off his pajamas.

Then, he said with a hint of annoyance.

“If you want to look, just look at home. You can not only see but also touch. Isn’t that enough?”

Richelle found his demeanor adorable, unable to help herself, she burst out laughing.

Roy glared at her, and Richelle quickly straightened her face to respond.

“Enough, enough. With you around, of course, I don’t need to look at other men. No matter how handsome they are, they can’t be more handsome than my husband!”

Richelle had already mastered various sweet-talking techniques and strategies to please Roy.

As expected, Roy’s displeasure vanished as soon as she called him “husband.”

After feasting her eyes and hands, Richelle never inquired about the intelligence, and Roy never mentioned it.

The two tacitly ignored everything that might be involved in the intelligence. They just laughed and played for a while, and when they were tired, they went to sleep together.

Roy held her tightly in his arms.

“Dr. Dunn, please tell me when I can eat meat again.”

Richelle chuckled, “Master Lewis, it’s so late, and you’re still thinking about eating meat. Just focus on healing, and when you can eat it, I’ll naturally tell you.”

Eating meat is a basic human need.

Richelle also wanted to eat, not just Roy.

The next morning, Roy really slept until nearly ten o’clock.

It was a Saturday, and the three children got up early, ate breakfast, and ran out to play in the garden.

Richelle stayed in the living room, busy working on her laptop.

Seeing him come down, she just glanced at him.

“Did you sleep well?”

Roy grunted, “Why didn’t you sleep in? It’s a rare Saturday…”

Richelle looked at him with a smile, “It’s really rare. Our workaholic Master Lewis actually wants to enjoy the leisure of sleeping in on Saturdays!”

Roy walked over and sat down beside her.

Uncle Axel came forward and asked, “Master Lewis, what do you want for breakfast? I’ll have it prepared for you.”

Roy didn’t want to trouble others too much, “You don’t have to prepare anything special. Just bring me whatever you have in the kitchen. Thanks.”

Soon, Uncle Axel brought a tray of snacks.

Roy had planned to have breakfast while accompanying Richelle.

However, after taking a few bites, he received a message from Kennedy Green.

“Important matters to discuss.”

Roy quickly returned to his study and connected to the video call.

“Roy, as you guessed, Derrick Warrington has surrendered himself to me.”

Roy let out a sigh of relief, “That’s good. It means his safety is threatened, and after some consideration, he feels that surrendering might be better.”

Kennedy was worried, “What about the intelligence he handled…”

Roy assured him.

“Uncle, don’t worry about the intelligence. It’s been tampered with. Otherwise, why do you think Derrick came to turn himself in? It’s because the intelligence he sold was found to be inconsistent, and they probably wanted to silence him.”

Kennedy let out a slight sigh of relief as well.

“Alright, we’ll interrogate him thoroughly and see what we can uncover.”

Roy didn’t object, “Thanks for taking care of it, Uncle.”

Kennedy nodded, “Alright, you focus on healing.”

Roy had anticipated that Derrick would surrender, but he was surprised by how quickly it happened.

This surprise revealed a fact.

Whoever Derrick was dealing with had a powerful background and ruthless methods.

So Derrick would rather surrender and go to jail than face the retaliation of his trading partner.

After finishing his conversation with Kennedy, Roy left his study and continued eating breakfast.

Richelle looked up from her busy work and reached her conclusion.

“You’re in a good mood, Master Lewis!”

Roy replied, “Yes, I just dealt with a traitor.”

Richelle understood that the fake wealthy man had been dealt with.

“Congratulations, Master Lewis!”

Roy nodded, “Thanks, all thanks to a friend who helped me a lot!”

Richelle thought, so, they’re just friends!

Hypocritical!

After breakfast, Roy specifically checked the countdown for Tifanny’s competition in her piano room.

Then he began to strategize how to severely damage Mason Lilliput in the remaining days, and then “come back to life” as he wished.

Although he had been “dead” and had undergone two major surgeries, he had his children and Richelle by his side.

It shouldn’t have been unbearable.

But lately, Roy often felt an inexplicable suffocation.

At first, he didn’t understand where this feeling came from.

But now, he understood.

The suffocating feeling came from the unchanging environment and life before him.

And his heart yearned for the days when he could enjoy the sunshine and freedom outside with his wife and children, just as before!