Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Suddenly remembering that she was hit on the back of her head, he moved his hand down and squeezed her face.

“I’m just worried about you, like you always worry about me.”

Well, whenever Roy Lewis had any issues in the past, Richelle Dunn would insist on checking him from head to toe, inside and out.

If she insisted on thinking that he was taking revenge, then her previous actions of forcing him to undergo a thorough examination using her authority would also be considered domineering rather than caring.

Richelle, who rarely encountered someone countering her words, was a little unconvinced and touched her forehead with a sigh.

Roy Lewis immediately leaned in anxiously, supporting her waist with his hand and asking anxiously.

“Baby, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? I’ll take you to the hospital for another check-up, and if necessary, we can stay for observation for a few days.”

Richelle looked at him sweating with worry and felt a faint sense of guilt in her heart.

She hurriedly moved her hand from her forehead to his face, her fingertips brushing over his attractive eyebrows and eyes.

“I’m fine, I just felt a little dizzy just now, probably due to lack of sleep these past few days.”

Her reasoning seemed plausible.

Because, for the past few days, she had been working late until two in the morning to deal with the sudden issues at Sonia Seaton’s lab.

Roy Lewis hugged her with heartache, “So, that’s why I said I could handle things in the Lewis’ Village myself.”

Roy Lewis was increasingly finding that Richelle Dunn had the traits of a workaholic even more than he did.

Moreover, she was fully committed to everything she did.

Fortunately, she was exceptionally bright and full of energy.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to handle so many tasks.

“For the Lewis Group’s matters, Nathan and I can solve them together. You just focus on your own work and the matters of the ten or so people at the club.”

Roy Lewis cared for her and took some tasks from her huge workload to handle on his own.

In fact, Mason Lilliput had been quite active lately, Leutonia-side was finally making some progress, so he was also incredibly busy.

But no matter how busy, he still had to take care of his baby’s physical and mental state.

When he was with her, he vowed to give her the best life and the most reliable support.

Although he never mentioned these promises to her explicitly, he silently demanded it of himself in his heart.

Having been together for so long, he felt that he hadn’t given her much.

On the contrary, she had stood up bravely time and again in the face of danger, helping him resolve crisis after crisis.

Just like the danger they encountered this time returning to the Lewis’ Village, it seemed to be targeted at her.

But ultimately, it was because he couldn’t show his face right now that she had to deal with these unwarranted attacks and provocations.

“Alright, coincidentally, I don’t quite understand that energy project. You take over, and it’ll save some trouble.”

Richelle didn’t argue with him; though she was strong-willed by nature, she occasionally allowed herself to be lazy and lean on a reliable shoulder.

And Roy Lewis was someone she could trust to be lazy with and completely relax her nerves, enjoying her leisurely freedom.

Roy Lewis thought he might have to put in some effort to convince her, but seeing her easily relent, he was somewhat puzzled.

“I thought you were going to get mad at me like you did at noon!”

Roy Lewis didn’t sit in his wheelchair, instead, the two of them sat side by side on the sofa.

Richelle lazily lay sideways on his thigh, “There’s nothing to be mad about. I’m not made of wood; I’m quite happy that you care for me. So, with that, I can rest easy and be lazy. You’ve got your work cut out for you, Mr. Lewis!”

Roy Lewis loved her open and honest character and kissed her on the lips.

“You’re welcome!”

Richelle, who said she’d relax and be lazy, yawned a few times and fell asleep on Roy Lewis’s thigh like that.

Three little kids playing in the backyard, covered in mud, were chattering away, but as soon as they entered the door, they saw their father in the living room making a shushing gesture at them.

The little kids immediately went silent, tiptoeing over to their mom lying asleep on their father’s lap, then mischievously winked at their father and tiptoed upstairs to take a bath.

When the three little ones had finished bathing and came down for dinner, Richelle, awakened by the smell of food, propped herself up with support from Roy Lewis’s legs.

The children only then noticed the bandage on her head and were scared, as they circled around her with worried faces, asking how she was.

Richelle had previously rehearsed her lines with Roy Lewis, “Don’t worry, nothing serious. While inspecting the progress, I got hit on the back of my head by a piece of crushed stone from the wall. It’s a small injury, I’ll be fine in a few days.”

The three little ones were filled with worry, hardly having any appetite for dinner.

After eating, while Richelle went to take a bath, they quietly asked Roy Lewis about the extent of her injury.

Roy Lewis hadn’t told them beforehand because he didn’t want them to worry for no reason.

At their age, children in other families would be causing all sorts of trouble and being a nuisance to everyone, even pets.

But these three kids always had their mother’s radar switched on.

If there was even the slightest problem with their mom, they’d be incredibly anxious.

“Relax, Mommy really has just a small injury!”

Roy Lewis assured them.

The two brothers looked at each other, “Did Mommy really get hurt by a small stone?”

Roy Lewis had no choice but to assure them again, “Of course! The Lewis’ Village is our territory; what accidents could there be?”