Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Richelle Dunn’s eyes felt hot, her heart ached, and the pain was unbearable.

She sighed silently, reached out and touched his head.

“What does Timmy want for breakfast tomorrow? I’ll bring it over.”

It seemed that all she could do was cook something delicious for him, with nothing else to offer.

The young master finally showed a hint of warmth in his eyes.

“Anything is fine. I like whatever Timothy and Tifanny like.”

He was not foolish, there were so many delicious foods, of course he wanted to taste them all!

Moreover, his mom had been cooking delicious food for Timothy and Tifanny for over four years, now he had to eat more to make up for those four years!

Richelle Dunn didn’t know her eldest son’s twisted thoughts and assumed he was not picky.

“Okay, I’ll make the same for you as Timothy and Tifanny.”

She stood up, hesitated and then gave him a string of numbers. “This is my number. If there is anything you want to eat, send me a message and I will cook it for you.”

When Richelle arrived at the hospital, she called Mr. Chapman first.

“Dr. Dunn, you’re just in time. Dr. Devin and I just entered the ICU, once you’ve changed, come directly to the ICU.”

As Richelle Dunn came out of the changing room, a man walked towards her, his eyes lighting up and he whistled, saying, “Hi, beautiful doctor!”

Richelle raised an eyebrow, seeing the man in his early fifties, tall and thin, with barely passable facial features. He appeared to be quite affluent, but his frivolous demeanor was repulsive.

She frowned and said, “Being ugly isn’t your fault, but please do not assault our eyes!”

In Richelle’s nature, as long as there were no conflicts of interest, she did not tolerate such behavior.

The man was James Lewis, Roy Lewis’s lascivious uncle, and he was not upset by Richelle’s remark.

His gaze roamed over Richelle, who was dressed in her white coat, then settled on the badge pinned to her chest.

“Wow, a spicy beauty, just to my taste!”

Twenty-five-year-old Richelle Dunn looked like an intern who had just graduated from school, and her blank badge only confirmed James Lewis’s guess.

In his opinion, girls of this age were greedy for pleasure and luxury, and the majority of his targets were such girls, with a high success rate.

At this moment, he had completely forgotten about his wife in the ICU who was still in critical condition.

Richelle was in a hurry to ICU, but the old pervert persisted his offensive, leaving her with no choice but to ignore him and walk away.

James Lewis deliberately moved to stand in her way, his lascivious gaze continuing to move over Richelle’s body.

Richelle’s anger flared, and she scolded him coldly.

“Get lost, you stupid old pervert!”

James Lewis had played so many exciting games that he thought she was just playing hard to get. “Oh, the little beauty is angry? Let me tell you, only an old man can satisfy you. He’ll let you buy, play, and do whatever you want. Why don’t you come out with uncle to play tonight?”

James Lewis narrowed his lustful eyes, spreading his arms and took a step towards Richelle.

The narrow corridor left her cornered by his outstretched arms.

Disgust filled Richelle’s face as she crossed her arms over her chest. As James Lewis drew closer, she suddenly swung her right leg up, kicking him squarely in the groin.

“Ahh!”

A scream echoed through the corridor.

James Lewis writhed on the floor, screaming and clutching his genitals. People nearby rushed over and asked Richelle worriedly, “Dr. Dunn, are you all right?”

Richelle took a step and kicked the screaming man in the back, venting her anger a little, “I’m fine, but I’m not sure about him!”

Tolerating the intense pain, James Lewis pointed at Richelle and yelled, “You f#$%ing b#tch…I’ll sue you and make sure you go to jail!”

Richelle took out her phone, waved it at him and sneered mockingly.

“Go ahead, sue me! I have a complete recording here, and the hospital has full surveillance. We’ll see who goes to jail, whether it’s the one who reached out or the one who defended herself!”

Having said that, she smiled apologetically to the people who had come running. “Gentlemen, I’m sorry to trouble you!”

Everyone in the hospital knew about Richelle Dunn’s prowess, and Mr. Chapman treated her as a VIP.

Although Richelle was an exceptional doctor, she was very approachable and had a good relationship with everyone in the hospital.

“You’d better go. Mr. Chapman is waiting for you in the ICU!”

Richelle nodded gratefully and strolled away. Noticing James Lewis still cursing, she gave him another hard kick and then quickly headed to the ICU.

Upon seeing her arrive, Mr. Chapman whispered, “What took you so long? Did something happen?”

Richelle nodded and said, “I ran into a mad dog!”

Mr. Chapman looked at her and asked, “A real mad dog?”

Richelle laughed and said, “Yes, a real mad dog. The kind that bites and requires a rabies vaccine. But I’ve just torn him apart! So satisfying!”

Richelle sometimes felt that she had a lot of violent genes. Occasionally, when she encountered people who deserved punishment, she couldn’t help but resort to dirty tricks, making their lives unbearable.

Mr. Chapman shook his head, confused, and sighed, “I really can’t understand you young people. I guess I’m getting too old; there’s a generation gap!”

Richelle just smiled and followed him towards the patient’s bed.

Diana Thompson was asleep with her eyes closed.

Mr. Chapman briefed Richelle on Diana’s situation. “She woke up this morning and saw her husband and son. She screamed that she saw a ghost and then calmed down a little, repeatedly chanting for her husband and son to perform a ritual to drive away the ghost.”

Richelle Dunn had been scared by Diana yesterday, so she just stood by the bedside and looked at the monitoring data carefully.

“Her vital signs and other data are better than yesterday. It’s clear that our treatment plan is working, but for her mental issues, we’ll have to rely on Dr. Devin!”

Richelle couldn’t bring herself to say out loud that the ghost Diana kept mentioning might not be a mental problem.

Perhaps, she really saw a “ghost” after all…

However, Richelle was baffled.

Who was this ghost?