Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“There hasn’t been any new progress on your parents’ case. What are you going to do next? Do you need to find out what happened to them before taking action?”

Richelle shook her head, her eyes full of hatred.

“No need, I can probably guess the causes and consequences of what happened back then. And now 1 have enough evidence to bring them down. But I’m just not willing to let it go. Why did my parents have to die young in a foreign land, while their family committed countless crimes, squandering my parents’ hard-earned fortune and enjoying wealth and privilege for decades?”

Hugo looked at her sympathetically and spoke in a low voice.

“Richelle, try to let go a little. I’ll think of other ways to find out more information.”

Richelle muttered her thanks, still feeling down, when Hugo asked again.

“You’re not at home?”

At this point, he seemed to notice that Richelie’s background was different than usual.

“Yeah, I had to deal with something. I’m in a hotel now.”

Richelle didn’t tell Hugo about the trouble at the Thompsons’ house.

Especially after knowing Jayden had connections with the Thompsons, she regretted involving Hugo in this mess.

“Are you going to take on more tasks later?”

Ever since Hugo found out that Richelle was going after the Dunns, he’s been passionate about finding suitable tasks for her.

Richelle thought about her upcoming schedule and figured she had some free time.

“Small tasks with decent rewards, 1 wouldn’t mind taking.”

Hugo clicked his tongue, “Richelle, you’re taking even small tasks now? Are you leaving any room for others?”

Richelle laughed, “Alright, I won’t take on small tasks, only challenging ones!”

“That’s more like it. But 1 still hope you don’t push yourself too hard. You have three precious kids to take care of, you need to look after yourself.”

Hugo’s words were actually quite relevant.

He had been avoiding his own family’s troubles for years in search of a peaceful and comfortable life.

Now that Richelle was planning to take on the Dunns by herself, her path would be long and dangerous, making Hugo worry for her.

The next morning, Roy Lewis arrived at the hotel suite at 8 o’clock.

After having breakfast, Richelle had pushed a single-seater sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. When Roy entered, he saw her nestled in the sofa, reading a book. She was wearing a white home outfit, and her curly hair was piled up like dark clouds against the blue sofa back.

Upon hearing the noise, Richelle turned her head, and her dark hair spilled down, clinging to her breathtakingly beautiful face.

The golden sunlight from the window fell on her face and body, and her eyes sparkled as they met Roy’s. In an instant, a smile spread across her face.

“You’re here!”

At this moment, she looked relaxed and lazy, but to Roy, she appeared surprisingly sensual. Particularly with the flickering light and shadows, she looked like a heavenly fairy, dazzling him.

It took Roy a while to regain his composure. By then, Richelle had already brought a cup of hot lemon tea from the kitchen and offered it to him.

“Would you like some?”

Roy took the cup, holding it with both hands, his gaze still locked on her.

“Did you sleep well?”

Richelle was the kind of person who could adapt to any situation. As soon as she knew her children were safe and not threatened, she felt at ease and settled in.

To her, this was a rare leisurely vacation.

“I slept pretty well, the environment here is great!”

She said, tilting her face slightly upward and gazing at the azure sky outside the window.

As the faint blue reflected in her clear eyes, they looked like glass or ever-changing crystals. It was breathtakingly beautiful, compelling Roy to hold his breath.

He stared at her eyes dreamily. It took him a while to find his voice again.

“This is my exclusive suite. No one else will come here except me. If you like it, you can register your fingerprint later. You can come and take a break here whenever you’re tired from working at the hospital.”

Roy was never a considerate boss. In fact, he was quite strict with his subordinates, at least when it came to work requirements. As for their private lives, he rarely interfered or paid attention.

However, what he had just said came out naturally, as if unfiltered by his brain or under the influence of a spell. After saying it, he didn’t feel anything was wrong about it.

Richelle, on the other hand, was shocked. Did he even know what he was talking about?

Entering her fingerprint? That was like giving her a key to his home.

Between a man and woman, giving each other a key to one’s house could be a light confession or even a marriage proposal!

Richelle suppressed her inner turmoil and gave Roy a serious look. Seeing no hint of inappropriate emotions in his eyes, she felt slightly relieved.

Yet, in the depths of her heart, she also felt a tinge of disappointment.

Richelle, you are indeed a vain woman!

Even if Roy had no ulterior motives, he was obviously not joking.

Richelle Dunn shook her head and declined, “Thank you, but there’s no need to go through so much trouble. If I really need to rest at the hospital, 1 can just take a break on the small bed in the on-call room. There’s no need to waste time coming here.”

After all, this place was obviously Roy Lewis’s private domain. What did it mean for her to scan her fingerprint and enter freely?

What if she stumbled upon some strange, scandalous affair? Would she be killed to keep her quiet?

Roy Lewis was somewhat surprised. He could tell Richelle liked this place.

Ever since she had become his personal physician, he hadn’t experienced any incidents, so he hadn’t come here for a while.

However, he was never one to explain himself too much. He just said indifferently,

“Well, let me know if you want to come. 1’11 arrange for the front desk to give you a card.”

Richelle couldn’t refuse any further, so she nodded, “Alright.”

“How is Timmy today?” she asked, tactfully changing the subject.

“He’s unhappy. He was on a video call with Timothy and Tiffany earlier, watching them pick strawberries in a field with their baskets. He was very envious.”

Roy Lewis was realizing more and more that as a father, he was really not doing a good job.

If it weren’t for the visit today, he wouldn’t even know that children enjoyed playing outdoors so much. What he considered a waste of time and boring, the kids seemed to find endlessly fascinating.

“It’s fine. When Timothy and Tiffany return, 1’11 take all three of them out to play together.”

Roy Lewis let out a sigh. The always self-assured man suddenly asked Richelle.

“Dr. Dunn, am 1 a failure as a father?”

A person who can reflect like this still has hope.

Of course, Richelle didn’t dare to say this aloud.

Firstly, it was a matter of her position.

Secondly, she had no intention of becoming Roy’s confidante.

Although this concerned her eldest son, she was afraid that her concern would cloud her judgment, crossing boundaries by saying things that shouldn’t be said, which could easily arouse suspicion.

It was due to the unusual circumstances of her and her children’s situation that others wouldn’t suspect anything else, allowing her and her children to reunite safely under Roy’s watch.

However, this small sense of security was hard to come by, so she had to be cautious and mindful of boundaries.

“No, you’re much better than many fathers.”

Roy Lewis glanced at Richelle and knew she wasn’t being honest. However, he was always self-aware, so he joked,

“In that case, society is too lenient towards us men!”

Richelle didn’t want to continue discussing the topic, so she lifted her hand to fix her hair and started walking down the hallway.

“Mr. Lewis, you can rest for a while. I’ll be back at 8:30.”

Roy stared at her retreating figure, suddenly recalling the thrilling escape Nathan Caroule described from the night before.

When Richelle entered the room punctually, Roy took advantage of her momentary distraction to say,

“I’m sorry you were frightened yesterday.”

Without looking back, Richelle replied lightly,

“It’s a minor matter, Mr. Lewis. You don’t need to worry about it.”

At first, she thought Roy Lewis was a cold man.

However, having spent more time together, she had to admit that he wasn’t as bad as she initially thought.

“Nathan mentioned that you’re good at driving and familiar with the roads.”

His words left Richelle at a loss for a response.

She felt that the way Roy looked at her now always contained some air of scrutiny, and his words often seemed probing in nature.

Could it be that he was beginning to suspect her?

“Nathan hasn’t seen many good drivers. As for my familiarity with the roads, it’s only because I’m a foodie. 1 found some delicious places in that alley recently, so I’m quite familiar with it.”

Roy Lewis didn’t doubt her as he told her about the incident the day before.

“It was a fake license plate, and the people in the car didn’t get out, so we haven’t been able to identify them yet. But you don’t need to worry too much. This incident is likely targeted at Nathan.”

After sending her children away, Richelle was no longer concerned.

She picked up the needle set and placed it by the bed, her eyes lowered as she looked at Roy.

“With you here, Mr. Lewis, I’m not worried.”

Her tone was light, and her eyes were as calm and resolute as usual.

Roy felt a jolt in his heart and stared intently at her.

Richelle couldn’t stand his intense gaze any longer and quickly looked away. She stretched out her hand to hold his head, signalling him to turn his head away.

Roy noticed her abrupt avoidance of his gaze, and her usually calm eyes seemed to show a hint of panic.

He was somewhat surprised. Was it possible that she was… afraid of him?

“Dr.. Dunn, what kind of person am I in your eyes?”