Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“But strangely, when I started living with you, we didn’t even have to go through any sort of adjustment. We went straight from the honeymoon phase that others had to the old married couple phase without any discomfort. It’s since then that I began to accept marriage as a reality in my life.”

“As for our wedding, don’t make it too grand. Just invite some close friends and relatives, and have a party by the beach. It’ll be nice for everyone to be relaxed and free.”

Roy Lewis blinked, clearly agreeing with her proposal.

“The kids have always wanted to be flower children, so I’ll still wear a wedding dress. We’ll just do the ceremonial walk, exchange rings, and that’ll be enough.”

Richelle chatted incessantly, but as she talked, Roy couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep again.

The day after the surgery, Roy woke up three times.

The first time, he was awake for about half an hour.

The second time, a little over forty minutes.

The third time, about an hour.

Every time he woke up, Richelle would come in immediately.

The first time, she talked to him about their wedding.

The second time, she talked about her childhood battles of wits with Megan Linwood and Kiara Dunn.

The third time, she talked about her experience designing the Lewis Technology building in college.

Roy enjoyed listening, but besides blinking his eyes or mouthing an expression, he couldn’t say a word.

That night after the surgery, Nathan Caroule insisted on keeping watch, so Richelle was sent to rest in the break room.

When Roy woke up in the middle of the night, the person who came in was the director of the hospital.

Roy’s eyes swept past the director and looked behind him.

The director immediately laughed.

“Richelle has been awake for two days, if she doesn’t sleep, I’ll have to have someone forcibly give her an injection and drag her to bed.”

A look of concealed worry and heartache appeared in Roy’s eyes.

“Your assistant is keeping watch outside, Richelle was sent to sleep in the break room. By the time you wake up again, she’ll probably be the one to come in and sit with you.”

Roy mouthed a question to the director, “When can I leave?”

The director glanced at the various indicators on the instrument, “It should be about time, but ultimately it’s up to Richelle, as she is your primary doctor.”

After a few words, the director left, but not before adding, “Marrying Richelle is a blessing for you!”

Ever since Roy came of age, all the single women in Kindur, even the entire Federation, have said that marrying Roy would be a big step up and a blessing for them.

When it was later revealed that Richelle Dunn was together with Roy Lewis, the voices questioning Richelle followed one after another.

They accused Richelle of not being good enough for him, of climbing the social ladder, of being cunning and manipulative.

Anyway, all kinds of nasty accusations were thrown at Richelle.

But in Roy’s heart, as the director said, it was his blessing that Richelle was willing to accept him and be with him!

Roy woke up again the next morning.

This time, Richelle entered the room.

“I’ll do a simple examination for you later. If everything goes well, you can be transferred back to the ward.”

Although Roy knew Richelle was in the corridor outside, and she would come in to accompany him as soon as he woke up. He still couldn’t help feeling a sense of distance between them, like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and the feeling couldn’t be shaken off.

So, hearing Richelle say he could return to the ward, he happily said, “That’s great!”

This single sentence from him made Richelie’s eyes widen in surprise and then instantly redden.

“Yes, it’s really great. If we’re in the ward, I can accompany you all the time, and the kids can come visit you too.”

Richelle didn’t tell him that his inability to speak for the day worried her as to whether something went wrong during the surgery, causing damage to his vocal system.

Just like after the last surgery, when he went blind and couldn’t see, her heart was filled with worry and anxiety, even if she didn’t say anything.

After a thorough examination, she confirmed that Roy could be transferred back to the ward by noon.

This time, Roy fell asleep with a smile on his face.

When he woke up again, he was already in the VIP ward.

Over on the sofa were Richelle and their three children sitting around her.

The mother and children were whispering quietly to each other, discussing something.

Roy rarely cried, but at this moment, tears uncontrollably welled up in his eyes.

It was as if Richelle could read his mind; she looked up and locked eyes with him from a distance.

Upon noticing his tears, Richelle hesitated for a moment before quickly getting up and rushing over to him.

“Roy, are you feeling unwell?”

Her gaze instinctively swept across his face, then quickly over the values on the instruments.

She grabbed his wrist to take his pulse.

Roy was crying out of happiness, “No, I’m just too happy!”

After confirming that he was alright from his pulse and data, Richelle quickly took a tissue to wipe his tears.

The children finally realized something was wrong, and Timmy stood up and asked, “Mom, is Dad awake?”

Fearing Roy would be embarrassed, Richelle wiped his tears first before responding to Timmy.

“Yes, your Dad is awake’]..”