Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

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Although Roy Lewis asked Richelle Dunn to stay home for one night, after having dinner with the three children, they “chased” her out of the house.

“Mommy, I’ll take good care of my brother and sister. You go back to the hospital and take care of daddy!”

At this time, Timmy, the oldest brother, seemed especially responsible.

“Yeah, Mommy, hurry back to the hospital. Otherwise, Daddy will be lonely.” Timothy echoed.

Tifanny also said, “Mommy, Daddy must be feeling terrible. The last time I had a fever, I wanted Daddy, Mommy, and my two brothers to be with me!”

Richelle regretted not being able to record the children’s words for Roy to hear. On the way back to the hospital, she pretended to nap, eyes closed.

Suddenly, the car accelerated and swiftly changed direction.

Even though Richelle had her seatbelt on, her body still lurched forward.

Opening her eyes, she saw Parker driving the car into an alley.

“Parker, are we being followed?”

Parker grunted, “Sorry, Dr. Dunn, I disturbed your sleep.”

Richelle didn’t pay attention to his polite words and looked back behind them, quickly making a judgment.

“Parker, turn left ahead.”

Parker hesitated, “Isn’t it a dead end ahead?”

Richelle was quick to update on the surrounding road conditions, “No, the developer demolished a row of houses recently, you can turn to the main road from there. Turn left now, and use the time difference to shake them off.” There was only one car following them, and it was not a powerful one, just an ordinary sedan.

But Parker was driving an off-road vehicle that had been modified, the power was on a completely different level.

Parker turned left according to her instructions, trying to maximize the car’s speed. Then, they reached the rubble of the demolished houses and drove in with increased power.

The benefits of an off-road vehicle were fully demonstrated at this time.

The sedan, which had been maintaining a distance of about ten meters, was soon left far behind.

Even several times, the sedan stopped completely, probably stuck in a pit. Seeing that they had already shaken them off, Richelle called Nathan Caroule. “Dr. Dunn, are you back at the hospital?”

Richelle replied, “No, we’re on our way. We encountered a car following us. You note down the license plate number and check it.”

Nathan was startled, “You’re being followed again? Are you alright? Are you driving yourself?”

“No, Parker is driving. We’ve already shaken them off. Don’t tell Roy about this yet. If there’s any progress, let me know on WhatsApp.”

After she finished the call, Parker had already driven the car out of the rubble and onto the main road.

Richelle looked back and saw the sedan stuck at the beginning, with the driver and passengers getting out of the car, trying to push it out.

Nathan’s actions were very prompt. Richelle received information about the following car while still on the road.

“It feels like a fake license plate.”

This was Richelle’s first intuition.

Nathan replied, “Yes, I think so too. However, the target is likely the Dunns or the Thompsons.”

Richelle agreed with his view, “Then dig deeper. Also, starting tomorrow, Roy can work for two hours. You can talk to him on the phone, or come to his ward and handle things together.”

Nathan seemed somewhat surprised, “Huh? Aren’t you worried it’ll tire Master Lewis out?”

Richelle knew that Roy was not the type of person to stay idle.

Giving him something to do and stimulating his brain would be more suitable.

“It’s fine. I’ll strictly control his working hours. You choose which tasks urgently need his attention, and let him handle them.”

It took a while for Nathan to respond.

“I’ll send the secretary over then.”

“That works!”

When Richelle returned to the hospital and entered the room, Roy called out to her from the bed after just a few steps.

“Richelle?”

Richelle smiled, “It’s me. Your ears are so incredible!”

Roy also laughed, “No choice. If my eyes can’t see and my ears don’t improve,

I’ll be useless.”

Richelle put the lotus seed soup cooked by the children on the coffee table and walked back.

“How did you feel in the afternoon?”

Roy ignored her question and just stared in her direction with his open eyes. “Didn’t you ask to stay at home with the three little ones? Why are you back?” Richelle then imitated the children’s tone and vividly relayed their words to Roy.

Roy’s face showed a hint of a smile, “Those little brats, it’s worth doting on them!”

Richelle continued, “Of course it’s worth it. Do you know what they were doing when I got home?”

Roy made an inquisitive sound.

“The three of them went to pick lotus seeds, just like last time. They were as muddy as monkeys.”

Roy’s expression became worried, “Why did they run to the pond again? Didn’t they promise us last time?”

Richelle washed her hands and came back, “It was Timmy who said that the lotus seeds are good for you, so the three of them went to pick them and made soup.”

Roy exclaimed in surprise, “They made soup?”

“Yes, I brought it. They put in all the ingredients and controlled the heat themselves.”

Richelle filled a cup with the soup, “Let it cool down for a while, and drink it slowly!”