Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Roy Lewis’s face was cold, “Give up your childish, ridiculous, and unrealistic thoughts! Do you really think that after she dared to take away my son, there would be any possibility between her and me other than enemies and ’ confrontation?”

He clenched his teeth with intense resentment. Right now, he wanted nothing more than to capture her, lock her up, and torture her ruthlessly!

It had only been twenty or thirty hours since he saw the pictures revealing Richelle Dunn’s true identity and the warnings from Harris Dunn yesterday. But during this period, time seemed to drag on for an eternity, as if torturing Roy for a lifetime.

Before Richelle, Roy had never experienced the taste of liking someone. Therefore, when he realized how different Richelle was to him, his instinct guided him, swiftly and decisively, to define her as a “prey” that he must pursue at all costs.

At first, he didn’t have a positive view of her; however, her arrogance and flashiness eventually turned from initial rejection and dislike into acceptance and appreciation.

Never in his life had he opened his heart so completely to another person, hoping to be understood by them.

On the other hand, he had never desired so desperately to enter someone else’s heart, wishing to understand her and longing for her to accept him.

Roy never had a romantic relationship before, but he knew that the most beautiful love must be based on mutual trust and honesty.

Besides, it should be a love that allows the couple to laugh together as well as bear suffering together.

However, yesterday, when he saw those pictures and received that “warning,” his fundamental trust in Richelle collapsed!

All his sincerity and effort over the past two months seemed like a joke!

The ugly truths that Harris Dunn had exposed felt like a slap after slap on his face.

Roy Lewis had experienced setbacks before, but never had he failed so miserably and utterly with another person.

It was because he had never before trusted anyone as completely as he had trusted himself.

Nathan Caroule looked at his grandfather’s anguished face, feigning nonchalance, and was deeply shaken inside.

Apparently, the impact Richelle had on his grandfather was far more significant than he or his grandfather had thought.

His grandfather was probably so emotionally invested that he allowed Harris’s provocation to cloud his judgment, trapping him like a cornered beast in a cage he had set up for himself, unable to escape.

“Grandfather, I know you hate Dr. Dunn to death right now. You believe that her taking away Mr. Timmy is proof of what Harris Dunn accused her of, using Timmy for revenge.”

“But think about it, doesn’t Dr. Dunn have the right to keep her whereabouts secret? Yet we easily found her flight information. This means she never intentionally hid her location. And she’s taking away $68,340,550, not just five cents! She could go anywhere! Why return to South Asia? Is it to be caught by you?”

As an outsider, Nathan, from the beginning, felt that there was something fishy about the situation after reading both emails.

He thought that Roy would ask Richelle for the truth behind it all, and Harris’s ill-intentioned “advice” would fall apart.

Instead, Roy seemed to have lost his mind, thinking in baffling ways.

“Grandfather, I’m not that close to Dr. Dunn, but I can tell from the changes in your and Mr. Timmy’s lives these past two months that she has brought happiness and joy.”

Roy snorted coldly, “That’s just her pretending in order to achieve her goals!” Nathan rolled his eyes silently, seeing his grandfather’s intelligence slip due to heartbreak.

“Grandfather, according to your logic, if Richelle were as scheming as Harris claimed, then she would be spending the $68,340,550 right now, using her cover to travel with Timmy and her child, enjoying a luxurious life. And when she runs out of money, she’d ask you for more, treating you like an infinite ATM.”

Or, she could find a hidden location to do something to Mr. Timmy, making you and the Dunns suffer terribly!”

“But is that the case?”

Roy remained silent. Clearly, what Nathan said had cracked his solid fortress of hatred and anger, even if only by a tiny bit.

Nathan had said everything deep in his heart. Seeing Roy wasn’t arguing back, he remained silent.

Although he was younger than Roy, his experience with relationships was relatively more substantial than his grandfather’s.

As an ordinary person, his love life simply involved the judgment and choice to love or not.

But Roy was different. Since his heart started to care for someone, that person was Richelle Dunn, whose background and experiences were mysterious. Setting aside their feelings for one another, their relationship was also entangled with the interests of their families and the safety of their children.

So, Nathan understood why Roy focused on nitpicking details, but he couldn’t dwell on them for too long. Otherwise, he might fall into Harris’s trap, possibly igniting a chain reaction that no one could predict.

Afterward, Roy barely spoke to Nathan during the rest of the journey. Once they boarded the plane, Nathan took out his laptop to deal with work. Roy seemed uncomfortable and closed his eyes after the plane took off. Nathan wasn’t sure if he was genuinely asleep or just pretending to avoid talking to him.

Around 4 pm, the flight landed at the South Asian capital airport. As soon as Roy Lewis turned on his phone, he received an address from Kennedy Green. Just like Nathan Caroule said, it was surprisingly smooth.

His inner hatred and anger, after being scolded by Nathan and after several hours of flying, had diminished considerably.

Looking at the address Kennedy sent, it was a well-known villa complex in South Asia. Apparently, Richelle Dunn had no intention of hiding Timmy. Still, he was furious!

The feeling of being deceived and betrayed was like a thorn stuck in his heart.

Every time he thought of Richelle, it was like an invisible force desperately pulling on that thorn, causing intense pain and blood flowing from the wound caused by love.

He and Nathan got into the car sent by the branch company to meet them and forwarded the address to Nathan.

“Have someone watch this address, in case Richelle knows we’re coming and tries to move!”

This time Nathan didn’t mock him and immediately made a call, getting things settled in a few minutes.

“Master Lewis, do you want them to report on Dr. Dunn’s situation in real-time?”

Roy Lewis didn’t hesitate before answering, “Only report if there’s a special situation.”

It took nearly two hours to drive from the airport to the villa complex where Richelle lived. During that time, the people sent to stake out the place didn’t make a single call.

Clearly, everything was peaceful and normal at Richelie’s side.

Roy Lewis closed his eyes during the journey, but he didn’t fall asleep. Thinking that he would soon see his son and meet that hateful woman, Richelle, his feelings were complex and intense.

Honestly, he despised himself for not having any intention of using extreme measures against Richelle, who had done so many hateful and excessive things.

Unbelievably, he even gave her US$68,340,550, which undoubtedly gave her the means to flee!

At dusk, the car stopped in front of an ivory-white villa.

Just as Roy Lewis got out of the car, he heard familiar laughter coming from the yard.

Without even distinguishing, he could tell that it was the voices of Timmy, Timothy, and Tifanny.

This boy was kidnapped and didn’t even have a sense of crisis?

Roy Lewis stood at the gate and rang the bell.

He had prepared himself mentally that if Richelle didn’t want to open the door, he would use force to break in and rescue Timmy.

But to his surprise, Richelle, either out of ignorance or for some other reason, opened the door without a word, only after waiting for a while.

He had no idea that as soon as his car got close to the villa, Richelle and her family knew it was him.

As the door opened, that irritating woman he had cursed for more than a day was standing in the yard.

Looking at her beautiful face, Roy Lewis felt a bit dazed. The scene in front of him was just like the countless evenings before when she would wear casual clothes, stand inside the door, and open it for him.

But he clearly understood that today was different from the past.

Or maybe it had never been any different, and he had just been overly affectionate and thought it was different.

“Oh! It’s Master Lewis?!”

Richelle raised her eyebrows slightly with a smile on her face as she looked at him.

Gone was the heartbroken and desperate look from when she left, but her tone of voice was very sarcastic.

Roy Lewis pushed open the door and stepped into the yard. Before he could question Richelle, a small figure darted in front of her, his dear son Timmy that she had kidnapped.

The little fellow had curly hair tied into a small bun at the back of his head. He looked up at Roy Lewis as if he were a stranger, scrutinizing him with a wary gaze. Then, he turned to Richelle and said,

“Mommy, who is this? He just barged into our house, shouldn’t we call the police?”

[Hahaha, way to go, Timmy!]