Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Roy Lewis knew that these words were not appropriate at the moment.

But he still said them.

His question came out of nowhere.

Richelle Dunn didn’t know how to answer him for a moment.

She tilted her head and thought seriously before responding slowly.

“Actually, it’s more like some seniors jokingly match-making us. Professor Quigley has never told me he liked me!”

In Richelle’s view, since he hadn’t said it out loud, she couldn’t just assume that he liked her.

That was a way of respecting other people’s feelings.

Roy Lewis watched her quietly before finally pulling her into his arms.

“I’m sorry, I know you can handle it well, but I still feel insanely jealous.”

Roy Lewis specifically came here because he was afraid that Richelle would misunderstand, and he wanted to explain it to her.

But after seeing Jack Quigley, his heart was filled with a monster called jealousy, and it began to howl within him again.

Richelle poked her head out from his arms and gently patted his back.

“Why should you be jealous? I don’t even like him. He’s just my teacher and colleague, that’s all.”

Roy Lewis remembered the restless feeling he had a few days ago, wishing he could fly over through the screen and the internet, and he sighed lightly.

“Of course I know that, but I just can’t control myself. Because he can stand beside you in an operating room saving lives, and he can talk with you about all the things you’re interested in and like.”

Richelle could genuinely feel his anxiety, so she lifted her head and tenderly kissed his chin.

“Look, it’s you who’s holding me, and it’s you who I kiss, so what do you have to be jealous of?”

She spoke reassuringly while extending her hand to catch his wrist and take his pulse.

“Roy Lewis, honestly tell me, how have you been sleeping these past few days?”

Roy Lewis didn’t want her to worry, “It’s okay!”

But he forgot that she was a doctor, and she knew his physical condition better than he did himself.

Richelle took his pulse for a while, and her brow furrowed slightly.

“When we go back to our residence later, you have to obediently go to sleep right away.”

Richelle issued her serious medical advice.

“But…”

“No buts, at least for tonight, you must sleep.”

Richelle’s tone became more resolute, repeating her instructions again.

The local government arranged a single small villa not far from the hospital as Roy’s accommodation.

The car had already entered the garage of the residence while the two were talking.

The driver put Roy’s luggage in the house and told him, “Mr. Lewis, I’ll rest in the room in the garage. Just call me if you need anything.”

Roy thanked him and led Richelle into the house.

It was then that Richelle remembered she didn’t even have a change of clothes with her.

She gently tapped her head, feeling a little annoyed that she hadn’t gone back to get a set earlier.

Roy put away the luggage, and turned around to pick Richelle up.

Richelle quickly put her arms around his neck. “Roy Lewis, what are you doing?”

Roy strode forward with her in his arms, “Bathing!”

Such simple words, but they could provoke endless imagination.

However, as it turned out, imagination was just imagination.

Half an hour later, the two of them lay in bed, feeling refreshed and embracing each other.

Richelle played with his hand, mockingly praising him.

“Master Lewis, you’re quite obedient, huh?”

Roy had just taken a cold shower, and hearing her sarcastic words, he couldn’t help but grit his teeth and slap her butt.

“You heartless little thing!”

Of course, he wasn’t really following the doctor’s orders for such a trivial reason.

It was just that he still had something important to do.

Richelle giggled and snuggled into his arms, trying to find a comfortable position.

Roy reached out, grabbed her shoulders, lifted her up, and looked into her eyes.

“Baby, I’m sorry!”

Richelle had experienced the pain of longing these past few days and now that she knew the bitterness of it, she felt that getting angry over an old photo was just idiotic.

“Hm? What are you sorry for?”

Richelle was quite tired, and after soaking in a hot bath, her drowsiness became even stronger.

Because she was sleepy, her mind wasn’t as sharp as usual.

Plus she had already let go of the resentment, so his apology seemed inexplicable to her.

Roy Lewis didn’t beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

“The photo Sherrina Kingston sent you, although it’s a real picture, she and I have always been just friends, and never crossed any boundaries!”

When Richelle heard him mention the photo, her brain slowly started to process, and then after a while, she gave a little “Oh.”

Roy’s heart was lifted, and he was incredibly nervous.

However, Richelle didn’t seem as sharp as usual.

At first, Roy thought she was acting dumb, but then after seeing her yawn, he realized that she was just tired and drowsy.

So, did she really hear his explanation or not?

Roy Lewis was doubtful, so he went on to explain further.

“Sherrina is Old Brown’s sister, and the photo of me holding her on the beach was taken when her leg suddenly cramped, and I carried her back to shore..”