Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

If some people who care about seniority heard this, they would probably be angry.

But Professor Feynman was straightforward, and after listening to her explanation, he apologized with a smile.

“I’m sorry, I was too one-sided in my thinking. Like Professor Kingston said, I haven’t seen such a promising talent in many years, so I wish I could teach him everything I know,” he said.

Richelle quickly thanked him.

“Timothy is still a child, and as parents, we want him to grow up, but we also hope that he can grow up like other children, under the love and care of his parents and siblings.”

Professor Feynman nodded, “Indeed, you have thought more comprehensively and thoroughly. From now on, we’ll mainly use video teaching.”

The main issues were agreed upon, and the conversation became more relaxed and enjoyable.

Richelle had heard from Timothy before that his master was quite fond of the manor’s scenery.

She called the housekeeper over, personally informed Professor Feynman of the housekeeper’s phone number, and instructed the housekeeper to take good care of the couple in the future.

The professors enjoyed themselves in the manor for two days before leaving.

After entertaining the professors, Richelle, together with Hugo Camrey and Kendrick Yacoub, took the three children on a trip to Bishvelle for several days.

By the time they returned to Kindur on a private plane, it had been the tenth day since Richelle and her children had left Kindur.

During these ten days, Richelle focused on her children.

Meanwhile, Roy Lewis spent most of his time on matters related to Leutonia and The Lilliputs and The Thompsons.

Of course, he didn’t neglect Lewis Group’s affairs either.

When Richelle returned with the children, the first thing she did was checking Roy’s pulse and giving him an extended acupuncture treatment.

She asked Nathan Caroule after Roy had fallen asleep.

“Nothing happened during these ten days?”

Nathan shook his head, “With Master Lewis around, what could happen?”

Richelle frowned slightly. Was it possible that her intuition was wrong?

During the ten days she and the children were abroad, Roy didn’t constantly send video invitations as usual.

The video calls were also not as prolonged as they had been.

Her impression of him during these ten days was that he was very busy.

If Nathan wasn’t lying, then there was another possibility.

That night, the children went to bed early.

Richelle was tired after a day of travel.

And Roy went back to the bedroom early as well.

As if they were newlyweds after a brief separation, they hugged each other in bed.

Richelle initially planned to chat with Roy about the children’s activities during these ten days, but as soon as she started, Roy turned her over and pinned her down on the bed. He rubbed his nose against hers and complained in a low voice.

“Stop talking to me about those little monkeys!”

His tone was sulky and somewhat aggrieved.

Richelle chuckled to herself. As his hot kiss landed, she couldn’t help teasing him.

“Master Lewis, are you jealous of your children?”

Master Lewis buried his face in her neck and bit her hard.

Richelle winced in pain.

Only then did she realize that this man must be starving!

“Why should those three little rabbits keep you all to themselves?” he asked.

Normally, Master Lewis wasn’t this petty.

But after holding back for ten days, his hormones were probably severely unbalanced, causing a drastic change in his temperament and his words to become more harsh and overbearing.

Richelle stroked his back and the back of his head with one hand.

Even as her breathing became ragged, she never forgot to caress his back and head, comforting the lonely beast that had been guarding their home.

“Tomorrow, I’ll accompany you to the hospital… to remove the plaster cast and replace it with a brace…”

With more mobility, he probably wouldn’t feel as stifled and frustrated.

As soon as her words fell, her shoulder was bitten again.

“Focus…”

The low, husky warning sounded a little softer than before.

Richelle didn’t mention it again, thinking that she should first appease this poor man, and deal with anything else the next day.

The next day, Roy came out of the elevator with his wheelchair, feeling refreshed.

The children ran over and peered behind him.

“Morning, Daddy! Where’s Mommy?”

Roy, now the gentle and amiable daddy again, bent down to hug the little ones and kissed them on their faces.

“Mommy had to work late last night, so let her sleep a little longer.”

It was common for Richelle to work late or even pull all-nighters at work.

So, even though the children knew more than their peers, they didn’t suspect that their daddy, who seemed like an upright gentleman, was talking about different kind of “working late.”

The three children happily pushed Roy to breakfast and he lied without blinking.

After having breakfast with the children and chatting for half an hour, he listened to their stories about the past days, and his mood, which had been gloomy for ten days, finally cleared up.

Richelle didn’t get up until almost ten. She ate something first and then went to look for Roy in his study.

She saw the three children curled up on the sofa reading a book, and Roy sitting behind the desk, busy with his own work.

Seeing her enter, he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, kissed her lips without caring that the children were present, then gently asked her.

“Did you get enough sleep?”

Richelle nodded with a smile. The subtle uneasiness she had felt the day before had disappeared.

So, he really was starving!