Chapter 501 - 497: Offering Myself to You!
Richelle Dunn had been feeling somewhat anxious for the past couple of days, though she couldn’t figure out why.
After carefully examining the factors in front of and around her, she thought she might be overthinking things.
It was most likely just the result of poor sleep, leading to low spirits and a slight irregular heartbeat.
She hadn’t mentioned this to Roy Lewis.
However, Roy always had a clear understanding of what was going on with her. That night, as usual, the children were picked up from the house by Parker at around nine o’clock.
Only Richelle and Roy were left in the hospital room.
His rib recovery was going well, so he could now move from his wheelchair to sit on the couch and pull Richelle into his arms, tightly embracing her.
“You seem a bit restless. Did something happen?”
Richelle had always admired his perceptiveness.
Knowing she couldn’t hide it, she just told him the truth.
“These past two days, my heart has been racing, like it’s stuck in mid-air, unable to settle down.”
Roy lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, “Is it because of my situation that you feel insecure?”
Richelle immediately shook her head, “No, your situation wouldn’t make me this anxious. I believe you can handle this perfectly.”
Those who handle major affairs always manage to stay calm.
It was during this time that Richelle witnessed Roy’s strong composure and courage.
The news of his “death” had spread like wildfire.
At first, it was only circulated among the high society circles of Kindur, but yesterday, she even received a private message from a parent in the parent group chat.
“Mrs. Lewis, my condolences!”
The parent’s background was just that of an ordinary private sector employee. If even a small employee knew about Roy Lewis’s “death,” it meant that his “death” was now an open secret in Kindur, and even across the Federation. Clearly, there was a storm brewing outside.
Yet, Roy still acted as if he was on vacation, cooperating with the treatments and resting at the hospital.
Only during Richelie’s designated work hours would he handle essential matters that only he could take care of.
Of course, once these matters were resolved, they would be presented as Richelle’s achievements in front of the Lewis Group employees.
So, in just a few days, Richelle had earned the nickname “Lady Roy.”
Richelle hardly saw any anxiousness on his face.
Richelle realized more and more that Roy’s heart was like a deep ocean.
Despite the turbulence beneath the surface, the exterior remained calm and peaceful.
Knowing that Roy possessed such a strong interior, Richelle felt extremely secure.
Upon hearing Richelle’s denial of his guess, Roy frowned and examined her closely.
“Or is it that you haven’t been resting well recently?”
Roy had mentioned several times to Richelle that since he was stable now, she didn’t need to stay with him around the clock anymore.
But she silenced him with just one sentence.
“If I were the one hospitalized, would you leave me with a nurse and go back home?”
Roy, successfully silenced by her words, knew that her sleep quality wasn’t great here but couldn’t bring himself to persuade her to leave.
He even secretly discussed with their three children, asking them to cajole their mother into going home.
As a result, the usually obedient little ones unanimously shook their heads after hearing his proposal.
“No, daddy needs love and company as a patient!”
Tifanny, who usually just went along with her brothers, was the first to object. Timmy also agreed, “Indeed, the power of love and companionship in healing a patient can sometimes surpass that of medicine.”
Timothy refused to lie for his father, and even put on a serious face to lecture Roy.
“Daddy, you’re hurting mommy and our feelings. Mommy’s sacrificing her sleep to be with you, so you can recover quickly. We want to live happily as a family. But you’re not cooperating and trying to force her away.”
Roy, scolded by his three little ones, had no choice but to admit defeat and let Richelle and the children continue their daily visits.
So when he brought up Richelle’s rest again, he felt guilty but couldn’t bear to suggest she go home to rest.
“It might be because my period is about to come, so my sleep’s not very good.” Roy gently pressed her palm with his long fingers.
“When you have time, you can teach me about acupressure points, like which ones can help relieve fatigue or aid sleep. Once I learn, I can do it for you occasionally.”
Richelle agreed readily, “Sure, but how much would it cost for Master Lewis’s precious hands to give me a massage per hour?”
Roy clicked his tongue and pinched her cheek.
“You’re the acting CEO of the Lewis Group now. You can’t be thinking of saving on massage fees, right?”
Richelle giggled, “Of course, I have to raise four pigs at home. It’s a huge expense, so I need to save wherever possible!”
Roy, referred to as a pig, nodded solemnly.
“That is indeed quite an expense.. How about this? I’ll give you massages for free if you give yourself to me in return!”