Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

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She tried to steady her mind and smiled at him.

“There’s nothing strange about it. We, you and I, have the mindset of people in our 20s and 30s in society, conservative and lacking in imagination. But their thinking is that of 4-year-old children, open and unlimited. The world we see and the world they see are two completely different things. Mr. Lewis, this is called the generation gap!”

Roy Lewis always felt that she was making excuses, after all, this was what she had always been good at.

But he couldn’t find any evidence of her making excuses.

Because, damn, he was convinced by her not-so-reliable reason!

“Alright, my ignorance then!”

Roy Lewis rarely admitted his ignorance voluntarily.

That was close!

Richelle Dunn secretly let out a sigh of relief, propping herself up and standing up.

“Mr. Lewis, let’s go sit on the couch for a while.”

With the children gone, Richelle and Roy were left alone, making her feel uneasy.

Sitting face to face with him on the ground like this was too relaxed and casual, not the proper way for a subordinate and boss to interact.

However, Roy Lewis, who was more accustomed to sitting upright, actually refused her.

“No need, sitting like this is quite comfortable. If possible, some tea and snacks would be even better!”

Roy Lewis had been raised as an heir since childhood, so in his life dictionary, the most common words were “rules,” “cultivation,” and “responsibility,” all positive words.

“Capriciousness, whimsy, laziness” these words seemed never to be associated with him.

In his life, all the time and events, almost all go step by step according to his plan.

If anything unexpected were to be said about his thirty years.

The first night five years ago was the first unexpected thing that he could not control.

The arrival of his son was the second unexpected event, derived from the first unexpected event and also outside his control.

And right now, Richelle Dunn was the third unexpected accident he encountered, beyond his control.

From the beginning when he saw her, he felt she was dangerous and subconsciously rejected her from entering his safety zone.

Now, he still feels she is dangerous. But he can’t reject her as decisively as he did at first.

Because it seems that she has a natural magnetic force that makes people want to get close to her.

She is very different from the people he has met before, and his feelings about her change from day to day.

Or to be more precise, his feelings for her haven’t changed, just that each day, his feelings for her become layered, and after layers and layers of addition, a brand new and completely different her emerges.

Right now, he again felt that sitting in such a relaxed and casual way, he could see another new her.

Richelle cursed Roy Lewis for not being considerate of others while she reluctantly got up, went to the kitchen to make some flower tea, took out some cookies that she baked a couple of days ago and put them on a plate, and brought it all back on a tray, placing it between them and filling the tea.

Then, she went back to the sofa to get two cushions, threw one to Roy Lewis, put the other behind her, then picked up the tea, leaned on the cushion, and started reading an eBook while sipping her tea.

In Richelle Dunn’s past life, there had been so many things she had to do.

So, she always believed that if she couldn’t resist life’s ruthlessness, she might as well enjoy it.

After all, pain is the normal state of being human, and happiness is just finding a few sugar granules in a pile of glass shards to deceive oneself.

Since she couldn’t resist Roy Lewis, she might as well enjoy her limited freedom and happiness.

And so Master Roy Lewis, who was always served by countless people competing to please him, was casually dismissed by Richelle Dunn with just a cushion, a pot of flower tea, and a plate of cookies.

In theory, Roy Lewis should be angry about this.

After all, he is her boss, and her whole family depends on the salary he pays to support them.

But strangely, he was not only not angry, but he also imitated her, enjoyed the tea and cookies, and quietly watched Richelle Dunn.

The hot tea in the cup was fragrant, and the cookies were crispy and delicious.

Richelle, who always appeared bold and dominant, was now wearing the most ordinary home clothes, lazily lounging around with no manners. Her eyes were lowered, and her long, thick eyelashes cast dense shadows on her naturally radiant face.

The afternoon sun streamed through the glass of the terrace, enveloping the indolent but incredibly satisfied Richelle Dunn in a faint golden light.

In the soft golden light, her lips were as red as cherries, and her eyes and eyebrows were like paintings.

Roy Lewis had never understood art, but at this moment, he felt that Richelle in front of him was a painting he had never seen before, the most unique and eye-catching masterpiece.

On this side of the terrace, Roy Lewis and Richelle Dunn each occupied a corner, one focusing on reading, and the other enjoying tea, cookies and observing. The atmosphere was quiet and warm, and in this harmonious and peaceful atmosphere, it seemed as if there were undercurrents growing and surging.

In the bedroom, the door was slightly ajar, and several little heads with masks peered out from top to bottom.

They were all staring at the terrace’s scene.

“Brother, you’re amazing!”

Tiffany, the head at the top, praised Timothy with a smile.

Timothy grinned, “Of course, I have the best eye for things, I won’t be the lightbulb between Daddy and Mommy.”

The little head at the bottom, the little young master, also had a face full of smiles.

“Little brothers and sisters, let’s just take a quick peek and not scare Daddy and Mommy…”

Upon big brother’s words, even though Timothy and Tiffany were very curious about what Daddy and Mommy would do next, they still suppressed their curiosity and retracted their heads before they gently closed the door.

Roy Lewis and Richelle Dunn were completely unaware of the little thoughts inside their children’s heads and just sat quietly.

One was utterly immersed in the world of self, enjoying the momentary peace.

The other was letting themselves go, observing and exploring an existence whom he thought was dangerous from the very beginning.

Until the phone rang, abruptly shattering the tranquility before them.

Roy Lewis frowned slightly, picked up the phone, and asked impatiently.

“What is it?”

“Roy, something’s wrong, the old man fainted, come back quickly!”

“Fainted? What happened?”

“The Thompsons came to make trouble? Grandfather passed out from anger? Alright, I’ll get Mr.. Chapman to send an ambulance over there, 1’11 be there right away!”