Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

The little ones had no idea that their matchmaking scheme had already been seen through by their perceptive mom, and they intentionally left three seats together.

When Roy Lewis finished fixing the hooks, Timmy waved at him and pointed to the seats beside him.

“Daddy, sit here!”

No sooner had Roy Lewis sat down than Tifanny eagerly asked him.

“Uncle, did you have fun today?”

Roy Lewis thought she was still hankering over the book-buying matter and smiled at her as he gently explained.

“Baby, Uncle went back to the hospital with your mommy to deal with some work, we didn’t go to play.”

Timmy and Timothy both sighed secretly, thinking how dim-witted their little sister was!

As if hearing her brothers sigh, Tifanny stuck out her tongue and made a funny face.

“Uncle and mommy work so hard usually, you should go out and have fun to relax once in a while!”

Timmy and Timothy on either side of her just wanted to cover their faces.

Their chubby little hands under the table stretched out and secretly tugged at their precious little sister, begging her to stop talking nonsense.

As it turned out, Roy Lewis didn’t catch on at all that the little girl was indirectly hinting at something, and thought she was just expressing sympathy for him and Richelle Dunn.

“Mm, thank you, baby, Tifanny is so considerate.”

Just then, Richelle brought out the last dish from the kitchen and, hearing Roy Lewis praising her daughter, couldn’t help but glance at her.

“Tifanny, what good deed have you done again?”

Tifanny happily said, “Mommy, you and Uncle work so hard, you should also go out and have fun to relax once in a while!”

Richelle knew her daughter like the back of her hand and had just overheard the children’s secret plans, so she had a clear picture of what was going on.

She glanced at Roy Lewis, apparently having realized that the respectable Master Lewis had never imagined that the cute and adorable Tifanny could also be somewhat calculating.

“Oh… Mommy gets it, thank you for reminding me, baby!”

Tifanny swayed her little head in triumph, “No need to thank me…”

Richelle looked at the remaining two seats and understood even more.

She walked over to Timothy’s side, intending to sit down.

And then, just as she expected, her usually affectionate Timothy pushed her shoulder.

“Mommy, 1 want to sit with Mrs. Walker today.”

Richelle pretended not to know their intentions and obediently moved to sit next to Roy Lewis, leaving the spot beside Timothy for Mrs. Walker.

The three children thought their cunning plan had succeeded and exchanged smug glances.

After a while, Timmy noticed that his dad and mom had hardly talked since sitting down and was a bit disappointed. He then reminded them.

“Daddy, Dr. Dunn likes fish. Give her some.”

Roy Lewis had always been served by others all his life, and the only person he’d ever served was his precious son.

He hesitated briefly before picking up the serving chopsticks and scooping a large chunk of fish meat for Richelle.

Richelle casually thanked him and ate without any pressure.

She chuckled inwardly at how childish these little rabbits were to try this trick on her. Did they really think that their mommy could be bought off with a piece of fish?

“Richelle, after we finish eating, shall we go for a walk? Or find a place to have a drink?”

Roy Lewis still had the advice from the psychologist on his mind.

Originally, he had intended to take his time.

However, Richelie’s reaction was too unusual. According to the psychologist’s assessment, a person who had experienced such a stimulus would usually take at least three to five days, if not months, to fully recover.

But she seemed to have completely recovered within half an hour from the library to the hospital.

Now, there were absolutely no signs that she had ever been through a huge shock or stimulus.

This was just too unusual!

Richelle tilted her head at him, “Is there something on your mind? You can talk about it at home.”

She was quite busy, so she didn’t have much time to accompany him for a walk or tea.

The children looked delighted when they heard their father invite their mother, but they were disappointed when she immediately rejected the idea.

Timothy was about to say something good on his father’s behalf, but then he heard his dad say, “Let’s just go for a walk in the small park nearby after dinner to aid digestion.”

As Richelle was about to refuse again, Timothy quickly spoke up to persuade her.

“Mommy, the tulips in the little park have bloomed, don’t you want to see them?”

Richelle had previously gone to the small park with the children, and she would always mention the tulips she saw there.

Hearing that the tulips were in bloom, she was indeed tempted.

Roy Lewis seized the opportunity, “Go relax and see the tulips, it might help you think more clearly while writing your paper.”

In Roy’s mind, Richelie’s busyness was always related to her paper.

Richelle looked at Roy closely for a few moments before finally nodding her head.

Then, even though she already knew the answer, she turned to the children and asked.

“Do you guys want to go too?”

All three children shook their heads simultaneously, Tifanny said, “No, I still haven’t finished drawing a little kitten and cute little cow.”

Timothy said, “I want to watch Superman Battle!”

Timmy said, “I have to memorize some acupoint charts and don’t have time!”

So, after dinner, Richelle and Roy were once again happily and cheerfully seen off by the three children.

Richelle usually wore a face mask when going out, and today was no exception.

Roy had long been used to it, even making a point of walking in darker areas to suit her preference.

Richelle had been living here for two or three months, and she often took Timothy and Tifanny to the small park after dinner.

The two little ones were always noisy, and Richelle had gotten used to it, taking them out like two fully charged little speakers.

This time, however, Roy by her side was very quiet, and Richelle wasn’t quite used to it.

“Mr. Lewis, just tell me what’s on your mind.”

With so much happening today, Richelle just wanted to find a quiet place to be alone and rest.

As Roy pondered how to broach the subject, he realized that someone as smart as Richelle wouldn’t need any roundabout phrasing.

“While you went for your exam, I talked to the psychologist one on one.”

Richelle turned her head, looking at him in surprise.

Roy lowered his eyes, gazing at her gently.

“I don’t know about your situation, but the doctor suggested you should talk to him.”

Richelle’s heart was shaken. Had Roy discovered something?

With her head down and eyes lowered, Richelle slowly walked forward.

She quickly replayed the scene of being trapped in the elevator, over and over in her mind.

If her memory served her correctly, she shouldn’t have said anything suspicious!

But why was Roy so confident?

Or was he simply worried about her?

She tried to look calm as usual, “I’m fine now, I don’t need any psychologist.”

Richelle would see a psychologist, but it was one recommended by Master Seaton years ago specifically for her private needs.

Roy frowned, “Richelle, you’re a doctor, and you know better than I do that whether it’s a physical or psychological problem, the first thing we should do is face it and then accept it!”

Richelle raised her face, eyes filled with mockery as she looked at him.

“Accept? Ha, Roy Lewis, you know nothing, yet you ask me to accept it?”

She could face it, but to accept it, she would only do so if those who hurt her paid the price and went to hell!